My relationship with faith has always been complex, serving as both a source of comfort and restriction. Growing up in a conservative Christian environment left me keenly aware of…

As the June sun set over Denver’s Cheesman Park, I stepped in front of the crowd, struck my pose, and began to pray. Baruch atah Adonai, Eloheinu melech ha-olam…

Paradiso or Heaven has always been my home. Like a lampshade of sorts, it has sat by my bed illuminating my thoughts. When I was a child, my overwhelming fears of life and death…

As a queer person of faith, navigating the intersection of my identity and my spirituality has been a journey enriched by both challenges and triumph…

The biggest religious gift I ever received was the privilege to be given no set religion. My mom, a Catholic, and my dad, a Jew, agreed to raise me without a religious upbringing…

Catholics believe in the concept of The Holy Trinity: the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit all being one in the same. Growing up Catholic, this is one of the hardest things…