Last night, I strung the lights on our tree in what has become our new tradition of putting up the tree with just the lights right before Thanksgiving. Our daughter, 8 going on 9, came into the living room and stopped in the doorway and looked over at me with a wide grin. “The lights!” […]
“Religion is a bridge to the spiritual – but the spiritual lies beyond religion. Unfortunately, in seeking the spiritual, we may become attached to the bridge rather than crossing over it.” – Rachel Naomi Remen In my recent workshop on Redefining Spirit, I referenced this quote (and misattributed it to Deepak Chopra instead of Rachel). […]
Happy (almost) Fall, y’all! (For all you northern hemisphere folks! And happy almost Spring to southern hemisphere friends!) Autumn always fills me with lots of reflection and hope along with the joy of coziness. Add to that the fact I am writing this on the 15th anniversary of my coming out to myself and the […]
What would be different for you if you didn’t feel that there was a separation between your physical and spiritual self? How would it free you if you didn’t feel you had to choose between spirituality and your identity as a LGBTQ+ person?
But what I thought I knew about women’s empowerment, self-love, and authenticity was all swept away in a flood as soon as Natalie Merchant took the stage.
The past couple of weeks have left my head spinning with very little to no time to process all that has deeply affected me. From the tragic loss of the person (Naomi Judd) who cowrote and sang much of the soundtrack to my childhood, to the terrible nature of the leaked Supreme Court document which […]
Dear seventeen year old, Charity…
I’m just going to come out and say it right here in the beginning, even though I know it isn’t the popular opinion right now. I think Ellen is right. And before you start to formulate your arguments back, post the memes and excerpts from other writers, and quote James Baldwin to me (Whom I […]
Last night I dreamtabout my neighborsNo, not the ones wholive nearby The ones whose criesI can’t get outof my head Whose facesbrown and tiredhave endured morethan I’ll ever know Like the women I’ve sat withand listened towhose stories of homelandsound like nightmares and weeping My neighborwho worries her sonmay not come homewhile I hold mine […]
The wild beauty of the thistleWine in a glass or communion chaliceThe ok-ness of not knowingYet still seeking, believing in the hopeThe wind rustling the branches of the trees and my heartThe promise of connection and mystery Copyright 2019, Charity M. Muse Do you enjoy what you are reading? If you would like to receive […]