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I’m thrilled that you’re here. This page holds my writing – as far as 2004, and every bit of my heart – then, now, always.

As amazing as writing is – being able to express one’s thoughts in words, concepts, and ideas – conversation is even better; hearing your heart, the best. Don’t hesitate to reach out in response.

If you’d like to narrow things down, click on any of the categories below to see a selection of posts that speak to that particular topic.

What Blinds Us?

Sometimes we have it in our heads that we are limited, that there are certain things we just can’t (or...

4 Way to Hear Your Own Wisdom

4 Way to Hear Your Own Wisdom

It’s taken me years (and years and years) to acknowledge that I had wisdom that was uniquely, distinctly...

A 3-Step Plan Worth Following

A 3-Step Plan Worth Following

I lived a very long season of my life (decades, really) in which I was endlessly on the hunt to find a plan...

Remember Who You Are

Remember Who You Are

I talk about sovereignty all the time. It’s a program I offer. But more than all else, it’s a reality, a...

Your Wild Voice Within

Your Wild Voice Within

...the shadow of Wild Woman still lurks behind us during our days and in our nights. No matter where we are,...

No imagination required…

No imagination required…

There’s a story I love to tell of a mostly unknown woman named Jael. She singlehandedly won a huge battle...

The struggle that IS worthwhile

The struggle that IS worthwhile

I love Leo Tolstoy’s opening line in Anna Karenina: “All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is...

Write Toward Vulnerability

Write Toward Vulnerability

If something inside of you is real, we will probably find it interesting, and it will probably be universal....

Belief: Then & Now

Belief: Then & Now

There was a time in which any question about what I believed merited a simple, obvious, and expected answer....

Sit still. Be quiet. Feel.

Sit still. Be quiet. Feel.

Now that both of my girls live miles, states, and flights away from me, I find myself transitioning into...

Changing Everything

Changing Everything

If you want to learn about a culture, listen to the stories. If you want to change a culture, change the...

Wisdom does as Wisdom says

Wisdom does as Wisdom says

Women hold all the wisdom they could ever need, that the planet could ever need, that the world so...

If your stories could talk…

If your stories could talk…

A number of years ago I learned about intertextuality. It is how one text speaks to or shapes another; how...

Hearing Voices

Hearing Voices

I am neck-deep in manuscript-writing these days. This book, my book, this thing I've been nurturing and...

A DSM-V Code

A DSM-V Code

Did you know that there is a DSM-V code for religious or spiritual problems?  Yep: V-Code 62.89.  Apparently...

A late-night text

A late-night text

I’ve been thinking about the wisdom that has shaped much of my life. I’m grateful for some of it, to be...

Refrigerator-Magnet Wisdom

Refrigerator-Magnet Wisdom

Last month I was in a bookstore in Lexington, KY with both of my daughters. We wandered in three different...

Go Deeper Still

Go Deeper Still

Go deeper still... You already know this: there is profound wisdom, strength, beauty, and grace that lies in...

The stories we tell ourselves

The stories we tell ourselves

I've been thinking about the stories I tell - those of ancient, sacred women who have been absented from our...

My grown-up Christmas list:

My grown-up Christmas list:

One of my favorite Christmas carols by Amy Grant, offers these lyrics: “No more lives torn apart, That wars...

Today is my birthday!

Today is my birthday!

I am 60 years old today. How is that even possible? The days leading up to this one have been filled with...

Remember who you are

Remember who you are

I was in a queer mood, thinking myself very old; but now I am a woman again – as I always am when I write. I...

She was a voice

She was a voice

I ordered and read The Book of Longings last week. Written by Sue Monk Kidd, author of The Secret Life of...

Militancy + Hope + Desire

Militancy + Hope + Desire

(A Sunday Sermon, of sorts - even though it's not a Sunday...) To refuse to participate in the shaping of...

The shadows are not our home

The shadows are not our home

We wake up each morning and watch the world around us burn. We see corruption, scandal, and the decimation...

What is 23?

What is 23?

I don’t like to even think about when I was 23, truth-be-told. Which is why I love to think of you. You,...

Happy 21st Birthday, Abby!

Happy 21st Birthday, Abby!

Yesterday, when out running errands, I idled at an intersection and watched a homeless man holding a sign...

Retrieving the Fragments

Retrieving the Fragments

Although women’s words have been censored or eliminated from much of [our] heritage, in the midst of the...

The you you know best

The you you know best

Who would you be if you didn’t hold back? If all your power, compassion, love, and strength roared into any...

In tribute to Mary Oliver

In tribute to Mary Oliver

At the end of last week, in reflecting on Mary Oliver’s life – small respite in the wake of her death – I...

Redefining Ordinary

Redefining Ordinary

The desire, temptation, and lure to live an extraordinary life is strong; to figure out our “one thing;” to...

Believing the Voice Within You

Believing the Voice Within You

A voice dwells within you that can be trusted, that longs to be listened to, that consistently speaks truth....

As 2019 begins…

As 2019 begins…

To hope is to gamble. It’s to bet on your futures, on your desires, on the possibility that an open heart...

Extravagant

Extravagant

There’s an ancient sacred story told of a woman who was beautifully, lavishly, even shockingly extravagant....

Hannah

Hannah

Have you ever had a desire, a hunger, a longing so profound that any sacrifice would be worth its...

The Women at the Tomb

The Women at the Tomb

All we have are the stories, based on the unreasonable experience of people we never knew–and the choice of...

The Widow of Nain

The Widow of Nain

There is an ancient story told of a widow whose only son died. With him went her last semblance of family,...

Sophia

Sophia

Wisdom seeking is difficult because, as Martha Nussbaum has written, “Knowing can be violent, given the...

The birth of my blog…

The birth of my blog…

When you write, you have to attempt something greater than you can possibly hope to accomplish. That is the...

Happy 22nd, Emma Joy!

Happy 22nd, Emma Joy!

It was shocking enough to acknowledge your sister’s 20th birthday – the fact that I no longer have...

Happy 20th Birthday, Abby!

Happy 20th Birthday, Abby!

How has the day arrived in which I no longer have teenagers? How is it that today you turn 20? I stand in...

A story about (in)visibility

A story about (in)visibility

Women: you are not unseen, unheard, or invisible! Ever! Do you ever feel as though you (and other women) are...

You’re Allowed to Run

You’re Allowed to Run

It is excruciating to be the victim of someone’s scorn, passive-aggressive behavior, or blatant harm. All of...

3 Verses and a Refrain

3 Verses and a Refrain

Verse #1: There is good news. Nothing about you is broken. Nothing about you is wrong. Nothing about you...

4 Takeaways that Matter

4 Takeaways that Matter

I spend countless hours in the midst of the ancient, sacred stories of women - wanting and wondering how to...

What I need you to remember:

What I need you to remember:

We are desperate to see ourselves in powerful and empowering ways. It’s no wonder: we have too-often and for...

Do the Next Thing

Do the Next Thing

I don’t know about you, but when I read or hear the stories of amazing women (which is ALL the time), I have...

I’m right about this…

I’m right about this…

Chances are pretty high that if your desire is strong enough, acute enough, and impossible to dissuade,...

No Fairy Godmother

No Fairy Godmother

There’s a story I love to tell of a mostly unknown woman who singlehandedly won a huge battle for an entire...

Before Mother’s Day

Before Mother’s Day

With Mother’s Day less than a week away, it feels appropriate to name and honor our larger, longer...

Fanning Desire’s Flame

Fanning Desire’s Flame

Desire is a tricky thing. To desire feels dangerous because we might not get what we want. To desire is...

Before Valentine’s Day

Before Valentine’s Day

I have an ambivalent relationship with Valentine’s Day. When young(er), I wished and prayed that I would...

Magical Thinking

Magical Thinking

Many of us wait around or secretly hope that something magical will happen. If I’m lucky enough, patient...

As 2018 begins…

As 2018 begins…

Rebecca Solnit has written a book called, The Mother of All Questions: Further Reports from the Feminist...

These Stories Still Speak

These Stories Still Speak

I’ve been awake since 4:30 this morning. Uncharacteristically, instead of lying in bed and trying to tame my...

12 Years of Blogging

12 Years of Blogging

I find it almost impossible to believe that 12 years have passed since I meekly created a WordPress site and...

Champagne on a Tuesday

Champagne on a Tuesday

My oldest daughter, Emma Joy, turns 21 today. Yes, Halloween. I can still picture her, just placed in my...

Women Joining & Healing

Women Joining & Healing

I feel like I am drowning in a sea of opinions, disasters, tragedies, trauma, harm, violence, and...

Happy 19th Birthday, Abby!

Happy 19th Birthday, Abby!

Your birthday. Nineteen. Somehow, it feels different this year. As I was thinking about what to write today,...

My Empty Nest

My Empty Nest

I can hardly believe the title of this post, the truth and heft of just three small words, the fact that...

Charlottesville

Charlottesville

I feel a heavy, collective shame. I feel stuck, trapped even, between not knowing what to say or what to do...

About Being Ubiquitous

About Being Ubiquitous

This post could be entitled About Being God Without Realizing Such. I came across this word while reading a...

My Heart (Monitor)

My Heart (Monitor)

I am hooked up to a heart monitor right now. It’s mobile – just four electrodes connected to various and...

God on a Woman’s Terms

God on a Woman’s Terms

For most of us, the word "sacred" conjures some thought of God. Perhaps you associate this with a positive...

Why do you write?

Why do you write?

"Why do you write?" was a question recently asked of me.  Here’s my answer: I write because it is the space...

Easter 2017

Easter 2017

I will not be attending Easter services today. I will not witness the rows of shiny, white patent-leather...

My Left-Hand Side

My Left-Hand Side

I did a quick mapping of my body the other day. Here’s what I discovered – from top tobottom: Many mornings,...

Nevertheless, we persist!

Nevertheless, we persist!

On Tuesday, February 7, 2017, Senator Elizabeth Warren began to read a letter Coretta Scott King wrote in...

For now. Not forever.

For now. Not forever.

I have felt more like a passive observer, than riled-up revolutionary since Donald Trump became president....

Goodbye, Twitter

Goodbye, Twitter

I cancelled and closed my Twitter account last week.  I’m almost hesitant to mention it; it was so...

January 1, 2017

January 1, 2017

What dreams lie dormant hidden in the womb of your soul, quietly waiting, incubating seeking opportunity to...

Why Stories Matter

Why Stories Matter

We live in a world of stories. Childhood fairytales shape our dreams and hopes. Family legends, imparted...

A Reflection on 12

A Reflection on 12

12 represents the completed cycle of experience. 12 is the symbol of cosmic order. There are 12 months in a...

Yes, yesterday. Now what?

Yes, yesterday. Now what?

Yesterday, November 9, 2016, I did all the things I always do: I made coffee. I journaled. I gave my...

November 9, 2016

November 9, 2016

I woke up this morning to news I did not expect and cannot believe: Donald Trump has won the presidential...

On the Phone vs. In a Pew

On the Phone vs. In a Pew

I had a conversation yesterday with a friend. She’s married. I’m not anymore. She lives in the South. I...

Musings on Being Single

Musings on Being Single

On days like today I wrestle with what to do. It’s a Saturday morning. Little requires my time or attention...

20 Years Ago Today

20 Years Ago Today

I’m awake far too early – no reason for me to be up at this hour. But rather than sleep – or attempt such, I...

In line at Starbucks…

In line at Starbucks…

I wish I’d written these sentences: Although women’s words have been censored or eliminated from much of...

So, I’ve written a book…

So, I’ve written a book…

The subtitle is “A Braided Essay on Women and Silence and Shame.” And it’s published, printed, physical,...

Happy 18th Birthday, Abby

Happy 18th Birthday, Abby

How is it possible that this day is here? Surprisingly, miraculously pregnant with you – wasn’t that just a...

My Three-Graces Season

My Three-Graces Season

I went in search of Renaissance art today, remembering that there was a particular period in which women’s...

Bloodline

Bloodline

What if you claimed your legacy, your inheritance, your very bloodline? As a daughter of Eve – the best Eve,...

On Writing – #4

On Writing – #4

This week, I’m offering a series of posts on writing – ones I’ve written before, new ones yet unseen,...

On Writing – #3

On Writing – #3

This week, I’m offering a series of posts on writing – ones I’ve written before, new ones yet unseen,...

On Writing – #2

On Writing – #2

This week, I’m offering a series of posts on writing – ones I’ve written before, new ones yet unseen,...

On Writing – #1

On Writing – #1

This week, I’m offering a series of posts on writing – ones I’ve written before, new ones yet unseen,...

Living an Ordinary Life

Living an Ordinary Life

The desire, temptation, and lure to live an extraordinary life is strong; to figure out our “one thing;” to...

It’s all going to end badly

It’s all going to end badly

A few weeks ago, while talking to my therapist, I mentioned my ongoing and haunting hunch that the archetype...

The New Colossus

The New Colossus

By Tanya Geisler   For the last two years, I’ve been writing with a group of amazing women writers....

Orlando: 2 words that matter

Orlando: 2 words that matter

Yesterday morning my daughter told me about the mass-shooting in Orlando. I had no words other than “I’m so...

A Woman’s Story

A Woman’s Story

There is an ancient, sacred story told of a woman who was prophetess and judge. No other story like hers...

A story for Mother’s Day

A story for Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day used to be the hardest day of the year for me – when lost in the throes of infertility. That is...

Is beauty worth $8 + tax?

Is beauty worth $8 + tax?

As I sat down to journal this morning, I spotted the fresh tulips I bought just four days ago. They are...

Why didn’t you just say so?

Why didn’t you just say so?

I’ve been binge-watching The Newsroom for the past week. This morning I woke up far too early for a...

Desire for Desire’s Sake

Desire for Desire’s Sake

Desire is a tricky thing. To desire feels dangerous because we might not get what we want (and...

The Scent of a Woman

The Scent of a Woman

I’m not sure how he knew to gift me with perfume, this particular perfume – this man I’d been dating only 6...

What if you didn’t hold back?

What if you didn’t hold back?

Who would you be if you didn’t hold back? If all your power, compassion, love, and strength roared into any...

On Miracles

On Miracles

I made a video a few days back in which I talked of Tabitha. Little known. Rarely told. Hugely significant....

Remember who you are (x3)

Remember who you are (x3)

We are desperate to see ourselves in powerful and empowering ways. It’s no wonder: we have too-often and for...

Tears

Tears

Tears are a river that takes you somewhere...Tears lift your boat off the rocks, off dry ground, carrying it...

Boom-Boom

Boom-Boom

I often listen to podcasts in the morning. Out of the shower, getting ready for my day. Today’s didn’t...

Letting Go. Holding On.

Letting Go. Holding On.

Living through years of infertility taught me an invaluable lesson. And truth-be-told, I continue to learn...

Tipping the Scales (finally!)

Tipping the Scales (finally!)

The tipping point is that magic moment when an idea, trend, or social behavior crosses a threshold, tips,...

Imagination and then some…

Imagination and then some…

Imagination is a wonderful, healing, redeeming, strengthening, transformative thing. I spend a lot of my...

About rain and tears and grief

About rain and tears and grief

My desk sits in front of two windows that look out on stark trees. For now, there are no leaves in sight....

Chances are…

Chances are…

Chances are pretty high that if your desire is strong enough, acute enough, and impossible to dissuade,...

Happy 11th Birthday, Emma Joy!

Happy 11th Birthday, Emma Joy!

It is hard for me to remember anymore what life was like without you. I remember deeply longing for you;...

Fog

Fog

It’s not quite 7:30 in the morning and I’m on the train – heading into another day of work. Though it’s...

About Buses and Gratitude

About Buses and Gratitude

A new season of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition has begun. The girls and I watched it faithfully last year...

Making Hard Choices

Making Hard Choices

The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live. ~ Flora Whittemore A lovely sentiment, but...

Happy 9th Birthday, Abby!

Happy 9th Birthday, Abby!

Much has changed in the 9 years since you were born – and much has not. In the middle of the night on...

I’m Tired

I’m Tired

There’s much to be done these days with work, children, life. All press for my prioritization. All require...

Remembering Madeleine L’Engle

Remembering Madeleine L’Engle

Just last week an amazing woman died. Madeleine L’Engle, the author of the well-loved A Wrinkle in Time and...

White-Knuckling Clarity

White-Knuckling Clarity

I got an email from a woman today. In an attempt to describe her life these days, she said, “I am...

Playing Poker with God

Playing Poker with God

So often we frantically seek for an explanation to our suffering, to the things in our own life and in the...

On Money & Power

On Money & Power

I’ve been thinking much these past days about money – how short it is, how fast it goes, how I’m always...

About Worrying

About Worrying

I made myself get up, showered, dressed, and ready before accessing email (as opposed to my normal pattern...

Rescued (about a cat, mostly)

Rescued (about a cat, mostly)

What we do not see, what most of us never suspect of existing, is the silent but irresistible power which...

Women: Choose the Unfamiliar

Women: Choose the Unfamiliar

I am here again, in a familiar place feeling something I’ve felt before, wondering why it’s still here, why...

I went to a Power Lunch today

I went to a Power Lunch today

I went to a Power Lunch today. I know what you’re thinking: “Really, Ronna?! Are you now going to buffet...

My Proclivity for Lists

My Proclivity for Lists

I’m a list-maker, I admit it. I not only make them, I complete them. I can have multiple lists running at...

Happy 50th Anniversary!

Happy 50th Anniversary!

This past weekend my siblings, our families, and nearly 100 others celebrated the 50th anniversary of my...

My lie about writing and time

My lie about writing and time

I’ve been thinking more and more about writing – my desire to so, the things I so want to be able to say,...

A Daughter of Defiance

A Daughter of Defiance

I’m working on a slide show for my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary celebration. In the process, I came...

This Father’s Day

This Father’s Day

I find myself in a sort of a gray place today. Granted, it’s the Seattle area and the skies are often as...

Asking “what-if” questions

Asking “what-if” questions

These days, at Mars Hill Graduate School, we are considering a lot of “What if” questions: What if you truly...

On Womens’ Suffering

On Womens’ Suffering

I was at a conference last weekend in Syracuse, NY, at which a number of theologians, philosophers, and...

Choosing the Storm

Choosing the Storm

I’ve been thinking a lot about how strong my proclivity is for calm; for a life that is tame, sedate, and...

Tiptoeing

Tiptoeing

I can’t tell you how tired I am of tiptoeing; of having to navigate through so many potential landmines that...

Choose Life

Choose Life

I spent a couple of lovely hours with a young woman this morning who asked me what I thought about spiritual...

Whose Story Am I In?

Whose Story Am I In?

I just finished writing this entire post, went to read through it from the beginning before hitting...

I Am This Woman

I Am This Woman

I wrote what follows for the women’s event, Conversations (mentioned in my last post). As the days have...

Power & Privilege (and me)

Power & Privilege (and me)

These words: power and privilege, have been part of numerous conversations lately. Some of those...

Will I tell you what I want?

Will I tell you what I want?

A friend loaned me a book last week that I can’t put down. It’s called Women and Desire: Beyond Wanting to...

Prophet as Female

Prophet as Female

While I was still a student at The Seattle School, I remember hearing one of my professors lecture on the...

Piano Recitals

Piano Recitals

Yesterday my 9-year-old daughter, Emma, gave her first piano recital. She was joined by 5 other young...

My Out Loud Voice

My Out Loud Voice

I was talking with a friend this morning about how common it is for women to lose their voices – not...