I thirst and hunger for Something else, for Someone else. My Heavenly Mother? And so I pause. I meditate. I wonder what it means to
I’m thinking about my mom today. Tomorrow would have been her 60th birthday. Instead, she died ten years ago from primary peritoneal cancer, the twin
“I thought she said this wasn’t a book of poetry,” I said to myself as I read through the first section of The Mother Tree:
Last week I had the honor to sit down with Danielle Calder over Zoom to talk about the upcoming Let’s Talks About Heavenly Mother Art
Guest Post by anonymous, who is an active member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints who is trying to figure out ways
Guest post by Rachael, who grew up in the heart of Utah Valley in a large LDS family. Her greatest moments of peace were not
Guest Post by Ash Rowan (they/them, he/him) is an autistic artist-poet, and a culturally Mormon Unitarian Universalist. Birds To Bones (mentioned in the essay) is coming
Guest post by Elise Petersen, a naturalist poet from the East Coast. Let it be the Ocean If I am made in the image of
Guest post by Jennie Loomis, who writes letters to Heavenly Mother on her Instagram account. @letterstomygodmother. She never writes back. Last April, I decided to
Guest post by Elena Hirst Call, who enjoys expressing creativity through cross stitching, LEGOs, writing, and music. Our Heavenly Parents are united in purpose. As
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.
