I’m burdened by the hypocrisy of the “Christian” church.
I can’t believe I’ve played a part in this nonsense… This hate.
Church…we’ve messed up. Big time.




























I’m kind of done with this “Christian” nonsense. Pray for my soul.
Honest. Kind. Shine.
I’m burdened by the hypocrisy of the “Christian” church.
I can’t believe I’ve played a part in this nonsense… This hate.
Church…we’ve messed up. Big time.




























I’m kind of done with this “Christian” nonsense. Pray for my soul.
Honest. Kind. Shine.
Every day that I spend āin itā (see ‘Garden State’ fireplace scene), more and more revelations come to me. I just realized this morning WHY Iām doing thisā why I feel like I need to share my thoughts with the āworldā.
I suppose there are many reasons why. Of course I had a āwhyā prior to today, so I guess I should say, I discovered another facet of my why.
There are lots of reasons why I havenāt done this. ((see The Secret (releasing today at 1230) and Pearls Before Swine )). There are lots of reasons to keep everything to myself and/or a select few. Honestly, I think most people in my life, most people I really care about, would either straight out advocate for me to keep it all to myself or subtly imply that I shouldnāt share it. (see upcoming post– #MeToo)
Itās interesting that some people find people who wholeheartedly support their truth and process of revealing that truth. As I was listening to We Can Do Hard Things Podcast (you should seriously give it a listenā¦the most recent episode is on point!), someone shared that in their coming out process they had parents who were very supportive. They specifically stated, āIām very luckyā. Everyone talking reflected how special this is- to have people in your life who see your light and not only let you shine, but encourage you to shine⦠(even if they get burned or blinded by the light in the process).
Not everyone is this lucky. Donāt get me wrong. I have lots of people in my life who, I truly believe, want to see me. If you know me and youāre here reading this, you are one of those people and I AM SO GRATEFUL. You havenāt failed me⦠Iām not angry with you or doing this out of spite or as a way to punish you. Iām hedging right now because Iām so sensitive to other peopleās feelings, fears, anxiety, hang ups etc. Sadly, Iāve squashed myself to make you comfortable. That my friends is called Codependency. This topic alone deserves its own podcastā¦oh wait, there is one ⦠youāre welcome š
Part of this healing journey is moving out of codependency and into interdependence (not independence). Those who have depended on my codependency are likely the most anxious about this blog. Of course you are. My silence has kept your peace.
Five years of silence and ten years of forsaking myself for the sake of others has damn near killed me. Iām so worn out that since July 19th I canāt DO ANYTHING but write. I canāt not do this, friends. Unless you want me to die. For TEN years I’ve been slowly, painfully killing my soul and up until a few weeks ago, I was floating off into oblivion.
Which brings me to my newest āwhyā facet.
For this, another analogy⦠or two.
Okay so, you know Frozen, right? Elsa has magic powers that no one knows about or understands. So she is believed to be dangerous and forced to stay locked in her room by her well-intentioned father. She then reveals her powers, oops, and finds a few people who love her for her and yay, the end.
Frozen 2⦠Elsa still feels out of placeā¦alone⦠no one gets her. She hears a voice which leads her to her people, her ātribeā. She goes on a journey to “Show yourself
Step into the power
Grow yourself
Into something new
You are the one you’ve been waiting for
All of your lifeā
This blog is me acknowledging that Iāve been locked in my room, alone. No one knows the depth of pain Iāve suffered. No one knows how much Iāve cried and wanted to die. (Except for Bryceā¦Bryce mostly knows.) Still, staying locked in my room has made my powers stronger. Itās tempting to go build my own ice palace and live alone with a giant snow monster. The cold never bothered me anyway.
Thank God for the Annas in my life that want me to come home. You are an act of True Love.
This blog, this public process, this is me, stepping into my power, growing myself. Iāve waited for my tribe to find me, help me grow or grow with me.
Maybe I need to āshow myselfā so we all can grow, so we can all step into our own power and grow something new.
The movie ends beautifully by Elsa giving up her role as queen and living in the magical forest with her tribe. Sheās not alone anymore. She is found.
The truth is, I have been stuffing the truth so long that when it was activated it almost killed me (see Elsa: ice powers). Iām ācoming outā (see: Let It Go ). There are people who are genuinely concerned and want to understand (see: Anna). There are people who donāt understand and have Village Anxiety and/or want me to STFU (see: Duke of āWeasel Townā š ). Like Elsa, Iāve been silenced for years. Iāve locked away my truth, my light, my hope for the sake of people I love. Coronation day was June 27th 2022. I built my icy palace and thawed myself faster than the time it took to come out with Frozen 2ā¦.thank God!
I know this process makes you uncomfortable. I love you so I donāt want to be the source of your discomfort. Catch 22, rock and a hard place, conundrum………..
But I love myself MORE.
Five years of silence and ten years of holding it all in has made me very very very uncomfortable. We can both be a little uncomfortable and move through it or one of us gets to be set free while the other is held captive. I spent my time in captivity. I did my time. You did your time too! Letās go through this together. Be my Anna, my Kristoff, my Olaf and Sven. Letās tame and ride this Nokk into Ahtohallan and find the truth and grow something new ā¤
Sometimes music says it better than I can
Stay tuned for āwhyā analogy #2ā Stranger Things
Honest, Kind. Shine.
Update!:
Okay I found this and omg it’s great! I think they do a better job at explaining the whole analogy than I do. Enjoy ā¤
Iām 38 and finally getting honest. Like really honest. Like most people, I think, we donāt get honest until we HAVE to. That was the case for me anyway. Iāve kept a secret for nearly 10 years. Yep, thatās what Iām going to do. Iām going to air my dirty laundry- which is a funny expression that literally means something different than what it figuratively means. Like being a devilās advocate- but thatās a topic for a different day. Iām going to air my dirty laundry so 1) it doesn’t stink up my house anymore and 2) because nature cleans. The sun purifies. So this is me, all of me- the good, bad, and ugly⦠out there for the world to see. I hope I’ll inspire you to air your dirty laundry, too. Iāll grab the soap and let’s let the Light bleach out our dark spots š
I like to write my thoughts. Thereās something cathartic about handwriting- letting the energy flow out of your fingertips, through a pen, and scratching onto paper. Iām sure there are ways to transcribe written thought into type but Iām not very techy and I just neeeed to get this all out of me before I lose my brave again and squelch my soul for another 10 years.
Iāve struggled with writing. There are a few reasons for this, but the most significant one is trauma based. The crazy thing about trauma is that often whatās hurt you, when reframed and reclaimed, is also what heals you. Itās taken me 38 years to reframe and reclaim writing and sharing MY truth. We all have a truth inside of us and I donāt think itās possible to find The Truth until we move through our own truth, weed out what fits and what doesnāt, and once we know who we really are, at our core, (something the LGBTQ+ community is doing SO well and MANY praises to them for teaching us all how to shine!) we can discern what we want to keep, what we want to get rid of, and what needs to change. Iām not a scientist but I imagine this is the process for developing medicines that fix us. This process of discovery, raw soul discovery, I imagine is just like that. Why we donāt encourage more of it is beyond my current understanding. As Jim Gaffigan would say, āSo simple.ā
So, welcome. Welcome to a nearly 4 decade long journey of becoming and unbecoming, doing and undoing, being force fed a lie and now purging my truth.