Nope Files Are The Nopiest

Here’s another Pinterest find which went straight to the Nope Files: I think I lurched forward to scream NO at this so vehemently my ass may have caught some air off my office chair. This is another one of those darling little internet cupcakes that seems well-intentioned but simply isn’t true or healthy. You heard…

The Nanette Phenomenon

Okay, we need to talk about Nanette. No, maybe we don’t. Maybe I just need to talk about it. A little. I’ve watched it twice. The first time I was stunned silent. Awestruck, really. I watched it Saturday; took all of Sunday to process it, including lost sleep time Sunday night. Then on Monday morning…

Gay Church; An Ecumenical Review

So I’m still doing this photo mash-up thing. I don’t really have an explanation for it. I’ve been trying all week to write about gay church. I finally made it last Sunday. You may remember my first attempt was a fail; got lost with a dead phone. This time I caught a carpool. Arrived intact…

So Proudly We Hailed

The Book of Mercy (day planner) said “Try to write something” today.  I am trying. Sometimes all the original content we’ve got available to us is our secrets. I’m processing so hard. So hard. You wouldn’t believe my dreams. Feeling it all is dangerous, which is why mental and emotional health is so critical. Feeling…

Not Exactly Civil Disobedience

You’ve seen these snarky pict-o-grams go up every Friday but I don’t think I ever explained why I answered all these questions. Maybe I did. I can’t remember. If you’ve already heard this, feel free to go watch cute baby animal videos. If not, I did this to be a bitch. I admit it. These…

Midwinter Brew

I remember my first black teacher for three things, which is magical because I was in the third grade. She was one of the few black faces in an endless ocean of white in the ’70s, in Kentucky, in my youth. That was the first thing. She was Black. This seemed supremely important to me….

My First Releasing Ceremony

A funny thing happened on my way to the new year. Not funny ha-ha; funny dammit. For the past several weeks I keep dreaming about pulling foreign objects out of my body. No pain, no trauma, no horror, just matter-of-factly removing whole objects from parts of my body where they couldn’t possibly be stored. Like…

Home Fires

I tried to burn a Yule log this year on the solstice, closer to the traditional method in which it was not a piece of a log but the whole tree. This was the old school method. An entire tree was cut and fed into the fire by an appointee who stayed awake for the…

It Can Wait

While you are shopping around for goals for the new year, I’ll share what’s in my cart so far. Whatever else you choose this will surely make it all easier and healthier. It’s a practice. Wellness is a practice. — Mercy

The Elephants In The Room Are Humping

I don’t write much about sexual wellness, mostly because I don’t feel qualified. I feel fantastically qualified to write about sexual unwellness, but as for bringing the same kind of insights to this topic as I might bring to running, yoga, nutrition, emotional health, frugality; nope. I really can’t. Yet. Because there is a point…