“Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh
These three books are my attempts at writing to live it out, and to encourage others. The first book, Making Paper Cranes, came out of my time in seminary when I was exploring identity politics, feminism, and theology. The second book, Streams Run Uphill, came out of a desire to share what feminist theology looks like on the ground. I needed something that was rooted in the stories of other women struggling in the same endeavor.
The third book, Yoked was written with my husband, Andy Kort, on trying to integrate vocation and family.
I love these like they are my children - they are a strange part of me, and yet they have their own lives, genuine in all the mistakes and wrong turns, missteps in words, and epiphanies. Thank you for being here.
November 24, 2014
These are the days. Natalie Merchant came on over the radio as we sat and sipped wine in the brightly lit kitchen that first night. Ministers gone wild is what Jim, one of our hosts, would call the weekend as his wife, Heidi filled up our glasses. Conversations about raising kids and remembering the first week in […]
November 21, 2014
My eyes flutter open. Reluctantly. I squeeze them shut trying to shut out the sounds of the twins already going at it about some god-forsaken book or toy this morning in their room next door. It’s not even light out. I crack one eye open and look at the clock. 6:11 AM. Noooooooooooo. I can […]
November 3, 2014
By now most have heard about Brittany Maynard, the terminally ill 29-year-old who spent her final days advocating for death-with-dignity laws, took lethal drugs prescribed by her physician on Saturday and died, a spokesman said, “as she intended — peacefully in her bedroom, in the arms of her loved ones.” I don’t have cancer or any […]
October 28, 2014
In seminary I took a course called Cultural Hermeneutics team-taught by two professors. One would go on to become one of my favorite teachers and the other would become my senior thesis advisor. A close friend, at the time and now, Erica Liu, along with a handful of other Asian Americans and I sat eagerly […]
October 16, 2014
Reblogged from 2012. I didn’t make it to church this morning. I had every good intention last night, and planned out the morning as I lay in bed so I could squeeze in a shower and smell nice, the babies would eat breakfast and take a nap beforehand. I know, I know, the road to […]