At the Gates of Hell and of Heaven

But no, the big entrance door swung open and out of it came a woman dressed in a long black gown with a white covering on her head. I blinked, thinking surely I was dreaming. But she was still there, greeting us as we climbed out, saying “Welcome to the Sisterhood of Mary.” And with that welcome, in the space of a single day, we passed through the gates of heaven after escaping the gates of hell.

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That Hideous Strength II

I learned so much from attending the village school. It was the late 1960s and to those Swiss children, we might just as well have been aliens from another planet. I hated that school, to me, they were all aliens, too. Here’s how I found out that it’s what’s beneath the surface that unites us, or, “the content of our character,” not the facade.

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Fulfillment over Success

what do we strive for above all else? As a teenager, my mom suggested to me that the best career choice I could make was to be a children’s book artist and writer. Being a teenager, I of course decided that was the last thing I wanted to be. Ever. Well, it turned out, after […]

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My Inspiration

The balance between art & writing Ever since I was a little girl and could first pick up a pencil I have been drawing. It was never something I thought about, I just did it. Compulsively. I begged my parents for art supplies and they thankfully complied. Hours upon hours could be spent sitting on […]

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Girl Power on the Nile

reflections on living in luxor Here is an article I wrote for Egyptian Streets about teaching boxing to girls here Luxor Boxing Girls: How I Punched My Way Out of Christian American Patriarchy | Egyptian Streets I love this Nile River life of feluccas, temples, and interconnecting villages and canals. I love running along the […]

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Luxor Life

Today early morning, I run through the village my regular route to the Nile. People cry, “Very good, sport!” with a thumb’s up. A boy on a donkey runs beside me for a bit. Past the awakening shops to a place in the shade where sweet Turkish coffee awaits me, along with a breakfast of […]

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