#elizabeth cunningham

[areadersquotelibrary]

"It is terrible to be trapped in the wrong story."

- Magdalen Rising, by Elizabeth Cunningham

[odeliah]

A pesar de su intento de ir con calma, de forma lenta para que ella no se sintiera agobiada con la necesidad de salir corriendo, a veces le sorprendía. La escocesa salía con algunas cosas que dejaban al lobo completamente mudo. Lo dejaba patidifuso y no podía negar que era algo que le gustaba. Significaba, al menos para él, que ella iba tomando cada vez más confianza como para decir las cosas de forma directa, sin andar con pies de plomo. Era bueno. Que se abriese, que disfrutase con la vida y que no tuviera siempre miedo. Se detuvo en mitad del paso para colocarse justo en frente de ella, mirándola intensamente a los ojos. ¿No sabía que para él su corazón era lo más preciado que pudiera tener en esos momentos?

@pennydreadfulrpg

[bobonbooks]

Review: My Life as a Prayer

My Life as a Prayer, Elizabeth Cunningham. Monkfish Book Publishing Co. (ISBN: 9781958972106), 2023. Summary: A spiritual memoir describing the author’s journey from daughter of an Episcopal priest, through a variety of communities as a writer and multi-faith minister. Elizabeth Cunningham may be known to many as the author of the fiction series, The Maeve Chronicles, in which Mary Magdalene is…

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[emotionalsupportkelpie]

Stuff I've Been Reading: January 2024

And so begins a new year of Stuff I’ve Been Reading… The Doctor Will See You Now: Recognizing and Treating Endometriosis by Tamer Seckin, MD (2016) Content warnings: discussions of medical sexism The author of this book, an expert surgeon who specializes in endometriosis excision, states that he wrote this book not just for the people who have endo, but for the people who suspect they might…

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[sonofawitch1983]

You can't keep a good archetype down.

Elizabeth Cunningham, The Passion of Margy Magdalen

[sonofawitch1983]

I didn't even know what a whore was, but I must have had a premonition. I knew I was fucked.

Elizabeth Cunningham, The Passion of Mary Magdalen

[acupofpoetry]

resurrection ferryboat by Elizabeth Cunningham

we take a chance on the Easter morning ferry just before seven, sunrise and moonset, clear skies coffee a dollar in the box, we roll on board west into the wind, the sheltered back deck all ours moon disappears into wave, sun finds our faces more layers, more coffee, salted nuts, warm and fed my son goes off to roam the boat, I sit alone gulls winging dark against sun-dazzled sky and sea this way of water and light leads from life to life my son returns from watching seagulls ride the wake I tell him: this is the best Easter of my life really? he says. what surprises him I wonder? except for when you and your sister were children, I amend, Easter egg hunts and chocolate rabbits. but this, I gesture, sea, sun, gulls, this is Easter I say things I haven’t put into words before about rites and beliefs I don’t need anymore this moment, already memory, is enough

[soul-and-blues]

So I say, if you are burning, burn. If you can stand it, the shame will burn away and leave you shining, radiant, and righteously shameless

Elizabeth Cunningham