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I began my life in the South and for five years lived as a closeted teacher, but am now making a new life for myself as an oral historian in New England. I think my life will work out the way it was always meant to be. That doesn't mean there won't be ups and downs; that's all part of life. It means I just have to be patient. I feel like October 7, 2015 is my new birthday. It's a beginning filled with great hope. It's a second chance to live my life…not anyone else's. My profile picture is "David and Me," 2001 painting by artist Steve Walker. It happens to be one of my favorite modern gay art pieces.

The Journey

The Journey
by Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice—
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do—
determined to save
the only life you could save.

About the Poem

Mary Oliver’s poem “The Journey” is a deeply inspirational and metaphorical piece about personal transformation, self-discovery, and resilience. It describes the speaker’s realization that they must leave behind external voices and influences in order to forge their own path in life. The poem is often interpreted as an encouragement to break free from unhealthy situations, relationships, or societal expectations to embrace one’s own truth.

The poem begins with a sense of urgency—”One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began.” This opening line sets the stage for the journey as a necessary and inevitable step toward self-liberation. The speaker acknowledges that, although others may demand their attention and try to hold them back, they must move forward. Oliver vividly describes the external voices calling after the speaker, emphasizing how difficult it is to break away. These voices represent societal pressures, relationships, or even self-doubt that try to prevent change. The imagery of a storm and darkness conveys the challenges and emotional turmoil of making such a difficult decision.

Despite the hardships, the speaker persists, pushing forward into the unknown. The journey becomes symbolic of self-reliance and personal growth. The physical struggle in the poem mirrors an internal struggle to stay true to oneself despite fear and uncertainty. By the end of the poem, the speaker finds that the world begins to open up—”the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds.” This suggests enlightenment, hope, and a sense of peace. The journey was painful, but it was necessary to achieve personal freedom and fulfillment.

“The Journey” is a poem about finding the strength to follow one’s own path despite external pressures. Mary Oliver’s simple yet profound language makes it a universal and uplifting piece that resonates with anyone undergoing a period of change or self-discovery. The poem ultimately affirms that, though the journey may be difficult, it is essential for living an authentic and fulfilled life.

About the Poet

Mary Oliver (1935–2019) was an American poet known for her deep connection to nature, spirituality, and the themes of self-discovery, love, and mindfulness. She was one of the most beloved contemporary poets, celebrated for her accessible yet profound writing style that resonated with readers across generations. Born in Maple Heights, Ohio, Oliver had a difficult childhood and found solace in nature and poetry. She was heavily influenced by poets such as Walt Whitman and Rainer Maria Rilke, whose themes of transcendence and deep observation of the world around them echoed in her own work. In her teenage years, she spent time at the home of poet Edna St. Vincent Millay, helping to organize Millay’s papers, which further shaped her literary career.

Oliver lived much of her life in Provincetown, Massachusetts, where she found inspiration in the coastal landscapes. She was in a long-term relationship with photographer Molly Malone Cook, who was also her literary agent. Their partnership greatly influenced Oliver’s poetry, often bringing themes of love and companionship into her work.

Mary Oliver’s poetry remains widely read and quoted, particularly in spiritual and self-help communities. Her work continues to inspire readers to embrace nature, self-reflection, and the beauty of everyday life. She was often compared to poets like Emily Dickinson and Robert Frost for her ability to capture deep truths in simple, evocative language. Her most famous lines, such as “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” from “The Summer Day,” encapsulate the essence of her poetic vision—one of wonder, appreciation, and a call to live fully.

Thank you, Susan, for sending me this wonderful and thought provoking poem.


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Grading

Although I’ll be dressed and in my office, I will probably have the same look as this guy all day today. I need to catch up on grading. I love teaching, but I have always loathed grading. For one thing, it takes up a lot of time, and I don’t like giving bad grades, though I think any good teacher would hate giving bad grades I know there are some who get joy out of it, but if students are making bad grades, a lot of that reflects back on how well a teacher is doing their job. 

Also, modern technology like texting, tweeting, etc. has caused many people to write in a modern and often perplexing shorthand, and people get out of the habit of writing complete sentences. An emphasis on teaching writing is not what students are used to anymore. That being said, this is usually an issue with freshman. None of my students are freshmen, and thus are further along in their studies.

It’s also hard to get students into discussions in class or to ask questions. I get that. I was a very shy and not a confident student. I was a good and attentive student, but I was always afraid I’d say something dumb. So, I mostly kept quiet. To make up for this, I have my students write journal entries each week, that I “grade at random,” which translates to, I’ll grade them when I have to. Well, I need to catch up on grading their journals. Usually, it’s mostly pretty interesting because I get to see what my students are thinking about and learning in class.

I should have been grading all weekend, but I’ve had a migraine and kept putting it off. So, I need to get caught up today and turn in midterm grades. Luckily, I will be the only one in the office today and can concentrate on grading.


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Nothing Can Separate Us from God’s Love

“What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?…For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

 — Romans 8:3, 38-39

As LGBTQ+ people of faith, we sometimes face rejection—whether from family, church, or society. We may wonder: Does God still love me? Am I truly welcome in God’s embrace? Romans 8:31-39 offers a resounding YES to those questions. Paul reminds us that if God is for us, nothing can stand against us—not condemnation, not judgment, not rejection. He goes even further, declaring that absolutely nothing—not hardship, persecution, fear, or even death—can separate us from the love of Christ.

God’s love is not conditional. It does not depend on how others see us or even how we sometimes see ourselves. It is steadfast, unshakable, and unwavering. Jesus’ sacrifice is proof that we are deeply cherished, exactly as we are. When we face discrimination or self-doubt, we can hold on to this truth: We are more than conquerors through Him who loves us. God’s love is not reserved for a select few—it is for everyone, including LGBTQ+ people. We are not excluded from the grace, purpose, and beauty of God’s plan.

How does knowing that nothing can separate you from God’s love change the way you see yourself and your place in the world? Just as we often struggle with whether God loves us, we also struggle with self-acceptance. Messages from the world—sometimes even from churches—may tell us that we are unworthy, sinful, or somehow “less than.” But Romans 8:31-39 assures us that nothing can separate us from God’s love. This means that not only does God love us fully, but God also calls us to love ourselves as divine creations.

Loving ourselves is not selfish or prideful—it is a reflection of the way God sees us. Jesus reminds us of this in Mark 12:31 when He teaches, “Love your neighbor as yourself.” If we are to love others well, we must first love ourselves. That means embracing our identity, our gifts, and our worth, knowing that God made no mistake in creating us exactly as we are.

In 1 Samuel 16:7, when Samuel was sent to anoint the next king, he assumed God would choose someone strong and mighty. “But the Lord said to Samuel, ‘Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The Lord does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.’” This reminds us that God’s love and purpose are not based on societal expectations, but on the truth of who we are. God chose David, saying, “People look at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.”

In John 21:15-19, Peter had denied Jesus three times and he felt ashamed and unworthy. Yet, Jesus restored him, showing that our mistakes and struggles do not separate us from God’s love. This reminds us to extend grace to ourselves, knowing that we are always welcome in God’s presence. But what does this mean for us? We were created by God, and He created us with a different sexuality than the majority of the world. We have not denied Christ; we have just sought his love. So, what does John 21:15-19 mean for us today? It means that by loving ourselves in the light of God’s love we are embracing our identity as God’s beloved, without shame. We are peaking kindly to ourselves and rejecting negative self-talk. We are surrounding ourselves with love—people, communities, and messages that affirm our worth, and we are caring for ourselves spiritually, mentally, and physically.


Moment of Zen: White Briefs


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Almost Here

I am so glad to be back on my regular schedule, and this is my work from home day. Our idiot president said the other day, “Nobody’s going to work from home, they’re going to be going out, they’re gonna play tennis, they’re gonna play golf. They’re gonna do a lot of things—they’re not working.” The reporter who was presenting the story then went on to show the orange asshole playing golf. Just because he doesn’t not actually do any work other than sign executive orders that he didn’t write and make the most idiotic appointments, doesn’t mean that other people who are working from home aren’t doing their job. Most days that I’m working from home, I get more accomplished than when I’m at the office. No one is there to bother or interrupt me. And besides, the Oval Office, where the president is supposed to actually work is in the White House and is his home. Furthermore, he spends more time at Mar-a-Lago or his other properties than he does at the White House. Our president is the master of projection, which in psychology means a defense mechanism where an individual attributes their own unacceptable thoughts, feelings, and behavior on others. So, if you want to want to know the truth about anything orange slob says, just change the name of whoever he is talking about and replace it with his name. Nothing that ever comes out of his mouth is truthful, and everything is hateful. In one month, he’s done more damage to our country’s democracy than any president in history has done their whole term in office, and we have a depressing 47 more months to go.

Sorry! When I started this post it was supposed to be about the weekend being almost here and getting to enjoy spending the day with Isabella as she supervises me working at my desk. I got a bit sidetracked. I have things to do to prepare for next week. Most of it has to do with the class I’m teaching, but I’m sure other things will come up as well.


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Getting Ready

If I didn’t have a class today, I think I’d call in sick, not really because I am sick, though I probably do need a mental health day, but because I just want to crawl back into bed. Isabella started early this morning trying to wake me. I swear this cat knows when it’s a salmon day. I rotate through salmon, tuna, and chicken. Chicken is her least favorite and some days she turns her nose up at it, but salmon is by far her favorite. She’ll occasionally refuse to eat what I give her, but only once in all these years has she ever refused to eat salmon. It always seems like she’s most persistent to wake me in salmon days. Anyway, whatever the reason for her continued persistence this morning was, I’m awake now and will soon have to start getting ready for work. Thank goodness tomorrow is a work from home day.

Here’s your Isabella pic of the week (sorry that I forgot to post one last week). This picture clearly says, “Why? Why did you wake me? Why are you taking my picture? I’m going back to sleep!” If only she’d let me go back so sleep some mornings.