“Alicia: My Story”
I spent my daylight hours as a privileged, upper middle class white girl . . . At night, my mother trafficked me.
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I spent my daylight hours as a privileged, upper middle class white girl . . . At night, my mother trafficked me.
You don’t deserve these cyclical pummelings. You are an individual of divine worth in your own right. You are not defined by your marriage.
One Heart and One Mind: Establishing Zion One Community at a TimeIn the fall of 2018, my husband and I headed to North Carolina to begin serving as Church Education System missionaries teaching Institute. The young adults in our classes were smart and engaged and we worked hard to keep up with them. We were pleased when one of our students wanted to bring a friend to class. Like many math and science majors at North Carolina State, this friend was skeptical of religion, so we decided to focus on the idea of Zion, described in Moses 7:18: “And the […]
“We believe the one who has power. He is the one who gets to write the story. So when you study history, you must ask yourself, Whose story am I missing? Whose voice was suppressed so that this voice could come forth? Once you have figured that out, you must find that story too. From there you get a clearer, yet still imperfect, picture.” —Yaa GyasiMy father told me that I could learn anything from books. He also told me that I can’t learn anything until I acknowledge that I know nothing. I took this to heart and made it […]
I wanted nothing to do with Laura Ingalls Wilder and her family’s endless prairies and roughshod log cabin and rickety covered wagon.
A hush between light walls, And quiet rooms separated by Dark paneled doors, The brass knobs curling Like friendly fingers Reaching out to welcome me in. Worn books near where we wait, Well-used, well-loved, Like the people who thumb through them Searching out Christ. Outside, I know that all the world can see Moroni shining in the evening sun, Which slips behind the mountain as they stand And listen to his golden trumpet play. I think of how Christ’s gospel, like the day, Will never leave my life for long. Then turning and through glass doors Making way, I’ll sit […]
She believed and she questioned, and I hadn’t seen that before. That gave me permission to question, too.
When I first read the Harry Potter series, I was at a new school with no friends. I felt extremely lonely. No one really wanted to talk to me. I was looking for a place that was not my everyday life, so reading was an escape. With Harry Potter, I was really there inside the books, experiencing everything that happened inside the wizarding world, avoiding the loneliness of my real life.While reading, I was transported to a whole new world. This was an escape from reality to a world filled with magic, dragons, and witches. The plots range from action […]
The following are excerpts from the Contemplating Heavenly Mother series on the Exponent II blog. Visit the-exponent.com for the full posts and more from our bloggers and guest writers.Mormon Fundamentalist Women Know Heavenly MotherGuest post by Dr. Cristina Rosetti | May 5, 2022From the time I entered Mormon spaces, I became used to hearing about Heavenly Mother. I was told about “a Mother there;” I even sang the infamous line in hymn #292. Of course, as a Roman Catholic who prays the rosary every day, I knew I had a Mother.But, as my time in these spaces increased, I noticed […]
I grew up believing that to love meant to submit, and that to submit meant giving up everything I thought, felt, or cared about that
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