You don’t have to hold everything together here...
A Letter from My Heart to Yours
Pull up a chair. I am so glad you found your way here.
I’m Marie, and at 78 years old, I’ve walked through many seasons of light and shadow. If you find yourself in the “messy middle” right now — that place where your faith doesn’t feel as tidy as it used to, or where the old answers don’t quite fit the new questions — please know that you are not lost. You are simply becoming.
In this space, we practice Radical Accompaniment. I’m not here as an expert with a map, but as a fellow journeyer with a lantern. I’ve spent my life in nursing, survivor advocacy, tech spaces, urban ministry and counseling, but my greatest joy is simply trusting that the Holy Spirit is a much better guide for you than I could ever be.
You don’t have to hold everything together here.
You are allowed to be complex.
You are allowed to be tired.
But know this–above all, you are Seen, Known, Held, and Loved.