Faith & spirit
Catholic spirituality was deeply rooted in my life, until I came out of the closet.
I already know that this piece will have political overtones and might give rise to…
Worldwide mass media is showing us that humanity has come to a tipping point: We are creating many more problems than we are solving. For every good news story there are two sad news stories. For every movie, video game or book about love and human triumph, there are three media sources portraying human violence, death and sexual exploitation. We do not have to be psychic to see what is happening. Pessimism seems realistic if we get caught up in the news and pop culture.
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I’d end up in a same-sex relationship, and given my upbringing, that’s not surprising. The product of a broken home, I spent my formative years in a fundamentalist First Southern Baptist family.
Kareen McCollough, 36, has always had a soul that is Jewish and lesbian, even though she didn’t realize it until a few years ago. Sometimes it takes a lifetime for us to understand who we have always been. Though her path to her truest self has been a long and winding one – crossing miles, communities and identities – Kareen is grateful for the trip.
I spent years struggling with who I was and who I thought G-d wanted me to be. I felt that one of my life’s missions was to reconcile the fact that I was born into a female body but felt that I was really a boy inside.
There are no cookie-cutter approaches.
By Andie Lyons It’s a humid Tuesday night in Washington D.C. and I am far…
Religiosity and spirituality in the lives of LGBT individuals has remained a hot topic for eons. Those who do not understand this lifestyle may consistently preach from inscriptions that they may feel are foreign to us. However, the phraseologies in these literary recordings are most times the innate stems that hold our committed relationships together.
My early dates in the Denver dating scene were spent pretending away my faith in these situations, as though it were an automatic strike against me. I talked up food. I waxed eloquent on writing. I extolled the virtues my favorite authors.
But nothing about faith. Or church. Or religion. It was too risky.