Exploring Contemplation + Mysticism Through a Queer Lens

  • One Leaf: An End of Year Blessing

    One Leaf: An End of Year Blessing

    Wherever you are at the end of this year, maybe you need to stay, maybe you need to let go, but I urge you to carry forth the resilience you have proven. I ask that you remember the grief you have waded and the awakenings you have come to know. Read more

  • “Now I will Disappear”

    “Now I will Disappear”

    The fullness of liberation lies with the fullness of voices. And so long as I participate in perpetuating the domination of cis-white-male voices in spiritual leadership, I perpetuate slower movement toward the fullness of liberation for all people (shoutout to Womanist methodology). Read more

  • Sacramental Action

    Sacramental Action

    To what am I willing to be present and awake? What ills of society am I identifying with? How am I yielding to social action as sacramental? Read more

  • Complacency, Complicity, and Confrontation

    Complacency, Complicity, and Confrontation

    As I confront my own role in racial injustice, I think about the false narratives embedded in white supremacy. Read more

  • Yes Means Yes, A Sermon

    Yes Means Yes, A Sermon

    Antiracist work is not comfortable. It requires a continual willingness to step into discomfort, lest we be complicit. Read more

  • Mysticism is a Riot

    Mysticism is a Riot

    For today’s contemplative, looking only to the Desert Mothers and Fathers for examples of contemplation and mysticism is to dismiss half of what these things are. We must not fail to also look to yesterday and today’s Black and Brown contemplatives who have “turned the ‘inward journey’ into a communal experience.” Read more


What would it mean to queer contemplation? To disentangle contemplative spirituality from heteronormativity, patriarchy, and Eurocentricity, and instead engage with openness, curiosity, and a little weirdness?

“Many poets are not poets for the same reason that many religious people are not saints: they never succeed in being themselves…”

— Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation