I'm A Woman, But I've

What Does It Mean To Be Catholic And Not A Catholic? I Feel Adrift, Homeless. My Catholic Imagination Allows Me To See The Soul As A Lit Breath, Seeking The Divine. It Persists.

Women Are Constantly Underestimated In Our Power, Our Reach, Our Collective Pull.

Sometimes When Reading Aloud To My Husband, I'll Start Crying. It Completely Stuns Me. As If The Words In My Body And On The Page - In Relation To Each Other - Are Cocooned Against My Own Feelings About What I'm Writing Until They're Loosed In The Air And Become Their Own. Then I Realize What I May Or May Not Have Done.

Omission Is A Sin Only If, In The Process Of Deceiving, You Forget The Truth. Lying Is A Sin Only If, In The Process, The Lie Becomes The Only Truth.

She Let Him Go Once. Every Day Demands That She Release Him Over And Over Again.