The Cracking of a Scholar: I Am a Mom of Five Who Made it to Oxford.

Requiem for Montreat, Fitt the First

The needle rose and fell, repetitively slamming into my ribcage. I lay stock still— arm outstretched above my head; shirtless and immune to everything but the “purrrr” of Markita’s gun. She was Ukrainian, fully sleeved with original artwork, hunched over me like an archeologist. But instead of uncovering artifacts, she was creating one.

You Can Apologize Now

Reflections on Life at Montreat (A Small Christian College in Appalachia)

In May 2017, I sat in Gaither Chapel (now named Graham Chapel after Billy’s death) and watched Montreat College scholars take the stage. The best students from each department with the highest GPAs, the most community service, and the most actively involved on campus were paraded in front of the student body and faculty as prime examples of “Christian scholarship”.  I giggled…

The Science Boy’s Club

Reflections on Being a Hispanic Female, Conservationist, and Diversity and Inclusion

I came late to the party-- finished my first masters at 35 and the second now at 40. To be honest I knew I was a conservationist and a scientist at seven.  I spent that summer at camp and then went to the Grand Canyon late August. The female park ranger stood on the edge talking about its grandeur and I hugged her leg.  

Straight Thoughts on Mayor Pete

Alright friends here is some "straight talk" (as we call it in the Caribbean). I know that my unabashed support of my homosexual friends and community (such as #mayorpete) makes you uncomfortable and like you need to pray for me. I love that you love me and that you are concerned for me. We in the #evangelical community lived a lot of hard and joyful years together and I will never ever forget the amazing bond we had. But, to be honest, I got tired of judging people…

Late Bloomer (Turning 39)

I saw two California poppies in my front yard rising through the weeds. Their golden sheen stole my am routine; then at some point I remembered to head to class. The day droned on until I arrived back home.