Committing to Be Anti-Racist

Ever since the beginning of the Generous Space community, about seven years ago, we’ve been seeking to continue to enlarge the circle. From the start, the idea of loving across difference and our impoverishment if any voices were missing were central to our posture and way of engaging each other. We wanted our community to…

Coming Out of Conversion Therapy

On the first Wednesday of the month, we publish blog posts written by members of our Generous Space Community. This piece was written by an anonymous member of the community. We share this difficult story to continue to emphasize the need to put an end to conversion therapy (sexual orientation and gender identity change efforts…

Poems from the Edges

“The poems we write are our own scriptures.” I have no idea if I’m quoting Irish poet/theologian Pádraig Ó Tuama accurately; he has this awful habit of dropping these pearls of wisdom in the middle of casual conversation, when you don’t have a pen handy to jot them down! Still, I think I’ve captured the…

On Birding, Naming, and Loving

Small. Plump. Short yellow bill. Grey-brown body. Bold black & white stripes on the head. Sings in short clear whistles followed by buzzy sounds. White-crowned sparrow. I’ve been interested in birds since before I knew I was gay. I’m that girl who lugs around binoculars on walks and stops in her tracks when she hears…

What’s in a Name?

Growing up, I didn’t particularly like my name. I didn’t know many other Wendy-s, and none of the kids in my school shared my name. That made me feel sort of weird and old-fashioned and out-of-place. I wish I’d had the self-confidence to relish being unique, but alas, a lot of my childhood was spent…