In “Moving Zion Southward, Part II,” I noted that from 1985-2000, average LDS church cash donations to humanitarian aid were $20 million annually.[1] An “alert reader,” as Dave Barry would say, has pointed out that…
I have been a conscious Christian all my life, although defining what “Christian” means is problematic. You could say I was “born again,” but that comes on like too much evangelical bad breath. Let’s just…
The usual iconography failed me.
My mother thumb-tacked
a cardboard print above my crib;
my age of reason came early.
Last weekend, I traveled to California to attend the graduation of my youngest child and only daughter, Megan, from UC Berkeley. She graduated with honors in sociology, a true personal triumph for her. Also graduating…
In the several decades in which I have heard LDS women discuss “women’s issues” as they pertain to the church, I have found it remark able how much fear there is among so many to…
My people were Mormon pioneers.
Is the blood still good?
They stood in awe as truth
Flew by like a dove
And dropped a feather in the West.
Where truth flies you follow
If you are a pioneer.
Midwest Pilgrims is the result of a charge given the women at the Nauvoo women’s retreat held in 1982. It was to go back to their various geo graphical locations and organize similar gatherings. It…
“So you’re considering a pilgrimage,” I wrote to someone I’d recently met and liked, “nothing would delight me more. You’d have some time away, you’d make new friends, get more deeply acquainted with familiar ones,…
Dialogue 36.3 (Fall 2003): 191–1933
Claudia Bushman and others reflect back on Exponent II.
On death, I have thoughts
That bread and water
Can not satisfy:
Because they are gone
Jack, John, Eugene, and Ruth. . .