Can anyone see me? Here, me, tranquility You know my name Feminine divinity. I am the earth Renegade Steady, strong, and sure Mischievous, full of
It was not my customary weaponry, but it was familiar enough. Shears sharpened and cannon loaded with a fresh needle, I was ready. The instructions
– In my dream… The doors were open wide. There were people outside eager to enter, but they held back when they saw that everyone
Guest Post by Jaime Clemmer, is a graduate of BYU with a degree in Psychology and Women’s Studies. She does research and training on the
A black raspberry bush grows by my garden gate. I worked hard to compose that sentence. Originally, I had written, “I have a black raspberry
I once equated anger with weakness. I wondered, “What good is anger?” and “Do good Mormons even get angry?” This idea influenced me so heavily
“I’m a good guy.” I’ve been thinking about this oft-repeated claim. It implies that good is a constant state, rather like one’s height (after reaching adulthood) –
Sunday was Mother’s Day. As it sometimes can, it brought up feelings of frustration for me. While we pay lip service to mothers and may
When it was first suggested that I write about my lupus journey, I at first struggled with what to say about it. In my mind,
Staring back at me were three “F” letters and in my eyesthose signalled that I was three times the failure
Exponent II provides feminist forums for women and gender minorities across the Mormon spectrum to share their diverse life experiences in an atmosphere of trust and acceptance. Through these exchanges, we strive to create a community to better understand and support each other.
