I grew increasingly uncomfortable, feeling the weight of impending doom. The experience started out so well. A Passover with friends, and then,
31 Days of Liminality
31 Days of Liminality
What if we allowed ourselves to be loved. To be honored. To be deserving of Grace? What if we accepted from one another the good we desire to give?
31 Days of Liminality
"when you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy."
31 Days of Liminality
Is my body perfect? Nope. Do I love her anyway? Yep. Can I do better? Working on it.
31 Days of Liminality
A the last possible moment, the last day of September BEFORE October 1, I took a leap of faith. A few years ago, I joined writers around the world in committing 31 days of consistency in writing. I am fully embracing the complexity of life, of my life, my family, the world, and I'll be …
Monday Musings
Have you ever not liked someone you loved? There are challenging relationships that call us to honor our core values. I'm committed to this... And I'll be writing 31 days of Liminality. Join me??
Thursday Confessional
Sometimes loving someone means you do so at arms length. Sometimes there is so much stuff between you, the chasm grows too wide. Sometimes somebody is unable to receive what you offer. Love anyway.
Thursday Confessional
It's a new season...
Thursday Confessional
Not Perfect, but Oh So Good Edition. I have entered a new season. I do not know all I will encounter here, but I do well know the me walking into it, boldly. Hella faithful, hella Black. I am an inherited pearls-wearing, locs-tossing, liberation-theology professing, African Queen. Mama & Daddy said so. I am beloved …
Thursday Confessional
My ancestors, my loves, and my prayers are gathered safely behind a sturdy wooden door. This place is my soul's center.
Chelle A Wilson 
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