You are welcome here. Whoever you are, whatever body you have, wherever you are in this journey of life, I’m glad you came.

I’m Shannon.

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I’m not perfect, but am striving to be excellent, whatever form that takes. Sometimes, I am simply excellent at being broken, but there is room for that here too.

You have stumbled into my wrestlings, my honest questions, the stories I’m staking my life on. I’ll make wild assertions. Sometimes, I’ll be downright wrong. But the business of living is too important, too brief even, to hang out in the silence waiting for the perfect word, communing with all the fears a mind can cook up and all the reasons not to speak.

Most of the rest will come out in time, I think. A few significant facts, and then I’ll save the rest of the details for the good stuff.

I’m a recent transplant to Houston, a socially progressive Christian,  a seminary-trained Community Coordinator writing lots of liturgy for a dinner church, and an Art Teacher for children. Technically, I’m a single mom to a boy roaring toward manhood day by day, but I also rarely single parent, living in community with two beloved friends who together overflow whatever gaps you might assume were left. I have a few years until forty, but I sleep on a bunk bed. I’m quirky and this stage of life is a bit weird, but you would have known this soon enough. These are the gists, I think.

Please, make yourself at home.