Author: alisha
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I AM the way
This day, this seasonof leaves falling to the groundred on orange on browndeep down there is but a flickering flameof something I cannot name. So I keep tucked awaynot knowing what happens after todaytrying to keep warm.as winter slowly dawns. But the tears can’t stop fallingand I can’t stop callingfor help, for the wayin the…
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Impostor Syndrome
Who am I? What am I? How did I get away with it for so long? The only person I managed to fool was myselfand now I’m left with the impostor. The shell of the thing. Now that there is no more striving and achievingI am left with myselfand I thought I was so much…
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Dreaming Gaia
Waking mildlyto the morning dewthe condensation of cold and comfortpressed against my chest. I am finding it hard to restto sleep wellto dream without pain, heartache or angerof past lovesof past friendsthese dreams that never end. Last night he returnedthe man, the father, the partner the loverit is always a man, the foolwho I end…
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A Creation Story
Crossing ocean, river, sea,circling world, the deep, dark emptyabysshow did I get here? Herewhere life is one big playwithout director, musician or script writeI fumble along without linesno black scratches on whitepaper. So I tryto move through space and timescratching my story along invisible linesHopingthis story is part of the playone note, one letter awaywhere…
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In Tomb
I have found myself, post-Easter, scrambling, waiting, watching and mourning. Do we, as a world, ever have the luxury of entering into resurrection? It often feels more like we are at the foot of the cross than spreading news of miracles and of joy. Last week I chatted with my spiritual director and she highlighted…
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Palm Sunday Prayer
We open to you today, to the spirit that lives and breathes in our bodies. May we quiet our minds and hear the path, the sound of palm on earth, being set before us this morning. May we feel with every inhale, the wild beauty of life filling the marrow of our bones. With every…
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Walking on Water
The past few weeks I have been wrestling with my path, purpose and passion. During a time of fear and uncertainty, where most people are locked in, I still have a job and can leave the house, speak with other people face-to-face, three days a week. It’s glorious…. well, not really, it’s still a job.…
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As She Carries Me
I have spent the last 10 years deconstructing a God as separate from our beings, a God who lives somewhere above the clouds and God as Father. But it seems that the first 20 years of conservative Christian formation is much stronger than I had anticipated. It takes quite a lot of awareness and intentional…
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The Lie in My Bones
A long time agoman birthed from breathdirt turned to bonebone brokeninto womanapple eaten and so began the hymn of pridethe dance of shame. It is the world’s longest gameRoll the dicePick a tribePride and shame is the lie that starts deep inside. Oh how I long for the daybefore we were made out of clayswimming…
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Angels and Devils
This week I have completely given into the dualities of my emotions, becoming completely ecstatic by beautiful mini-miracles that have been blossoming before my eyes but then completely being overtaken by anger and sadness at how lost people and society are. Just as soon as the angel on my shoulder tugs me one way, the…
by Rev Alisha 