Monthly Archives: April 2012
A commitment to something bigger
On Wednesday, the day I hear about the letter drop, a part of myself comes alive in recognition. I had been waiting to offer my time at Wheaton College as a gift. On Friday, I show up in downtown Wheaton
A commitment to something bigger
On Wednesday, the day I hear about the letter drop, a part of myself comes alive in recognition. I had been waiting to offer my time at Wheaton College as a gift. On Friday, I show up in downtown Wheaton
A dizzying dance
There was a buzz of excitement as we piled into a Chicago apartment early that morning. Someone brought donuts. People made coffee. Stacks of letters formed dozens of piles on the table. Nobody really paid attention to any of it.
A dizzying dance
There was a buzz of excitement as we piled into a Chicago apartment early that morning. Someone brought donuts. People made coffee. Stacks of letters formed dozens of piles on the table. Nobody really paid attention to any of it.
A Student’s Perspective
Do you remember the letter handout? I remember being handed a letter. I was walking around campus with another LGBTQ friend (we were both out to each other at the time). I don’t remember who gave me the letter because
A Student’s Perspective
Do you remember the letter handout? I remember being handed a letter. I was walking around campus with another LGBTQ friend (we were both out to each other at the time). I don’t remember who gave me the letter because
A Certain Momentum
As the day of the letter drop drew near, there was a very strong feeling growing in me, a certain momentum, a sense that I was involved in something huge. Despite my own divergence from the Christian path, our online
A Certain Momentum
As the day of the letter drop drew near, there was a very strong feeling growing in me, a certain momentum, a sense that I was involved in something huge. Despite my own divergence from the Christian path, our online
1 Year Strong
I couldn’t believe I was sitting on a plane on my way to Wheaton. Nearly a decade after I graduated, here I was going back to the very place I vowed never to return to. Don’t get me wrong, the people
1 Year Strong
I couldn’t believe I was sitting on a plane on my way to Wheaton. Nearly a decade after I graduated, here I was going back to the very place I vowed never to return to. Don’t get me wrong, the people
Tropical Carillon
Just moments before chapel was dismissed, I got up from my desk and closed the door to my office in Miami, Florida. That was, perhaps, one of my wiser decisions that day at work. That day, one of my recurring thoughts
Tropical Carillon
Just moments before chapel was dismissed, I got up from my desk and closed the door to my office in Miami, Florida. That was, perhaps, one of my wiser decisions that day at work. That day, one of my recurring thoughts
I Choose
I Choose I am not angry anymore I am putting my guns down throwing away my cigarettes so to give life to these flowers which I’m about to bend down and lace through with my tired fingers Feeling the stem,
The Secret, Part 2
This post is second in a 3-part series by 2001 grad Jillian. Read her first post here. September 1, 2011, a response to an experience with Emotional Freedom Technique Even though I’m afraid to tell my family I’m gay, I
The Secret, Part 2
This post is second in a 3-part series by 2001 grad Jillian. Read her first post here. September 1, 2011, a response to an experience with Emotional Freedom Technique Even though I’m afraid to tell my family I’m gay, I
Dont ask and I wont tell you
Spoken word poem by Jess ’08. First performed during OneWheaton homecoming in October 2011
Dont ask and I wont tell you
Spoken word poem by Jess ’08. First performed during OneWheaton homecoming in October 2011
Alma Mutter
Alma Mutter: Not with a bang, not with a whimper, but with a full-bodied whine. Alma Mutter is by Wheaton friends Scott and Liz, exploring the weirdness and wonderfulness of their life trajectories and offering whatever wisdom they can. They hope to make
Alma Mutter
Alma Mutter: Not with a bang, not with a whimper, but with a full-bodied whine. Alma Mutter is by Wheaton friends Scott and Liz, exploring the weirdness and wonderfulness of their life trajectories and offering whatever wisdom they can. They hope to make
Why 1W: An Ally Mother’s View
On Thursday, my two sons, ages eight and three, knelt at the coffee table, coloring in their separate coloring books (both Star Wars related, of course). My three-year-old, Emerson, absently picked up a crayon without looking at it and then,
Why 1W: An Ally Mother’s View
On Thursday, my two sons, ages eight and three, knelt at the coffee table, coloring in their separate coloring books (both Star Wars related, of course). My three-year-old, Emerson, absently picked up a crayon without looking at it and then,
The Secret
This is the first in a three-part series written by 2001 grad Jillian. Coming out has been a long and fractured process. In my Portland circles and with my closest friends, I’ve lived freely and openly for many years. In
The Secret
This is the first in a three-part series written by 2001 grad Jillian. Coming out has been a long and fractured process. In my Portland circles and with my closest friends, I’ve lived freely and openly for many years. In