First: This morning I attended the 2010 Commencement Ceremony for the MHGS graduates. This cohort consists of many of my friends, many faces I have come to know and love, and many living and breathing beings who embody the transformative, redemptive, and justice-oriented Gospel. I have been honored to walk beside these people (Joshua, NaomiKj, Catherine, Andrew, Jeremy, and many others)…and more grateful for the way in which relating with them has transformed me. As the ceremony progressed, I was simply amazed by the integrity of our institution. It seems that of all the graduations I’ve attended, this was the first time in which the faculty and students were able to speak their words so true and free. Most graduations are steeped in tradition or obligated motions…today’s was a beautiful celebration of ending and beginning, grief and hope. Here’s a little snipit from the graduates/faculty liturgy that was read in community today:

Graduates: We commit ourselves to ongoing transformation in you (God) and through our relationships with our families, friends, and neighbors. May we practice forgiveness rather than frustration, reconciliation rather than resentment, and vulnerability rather than violence.

Faculty: Almighty God, we are humbled by our call as teachers and hold sacredly our commitment to teach and train our students. We stand amazed by their gifts and their talents and are confident that, with your guidance, they will be persons who stand as your word in this world. Grant them quickness of mind and warmness of heart.

(La Danse by Henri Matisse is “sort of” our school mascot)

Just a few things about the ceremony that reflect my school well:

  • The graduating student speaker for the MACP program, Paula, shared her strong and kind feminist voice through the perspective of peace. In her stories, the faculty acknowledged her strength and voice and hoped for her that she’d fight when she’s called to fight, and to be a conduit of peace at all times. I love my school, my faculty, and my peers as we all struggle toward being peaceful agents in the midst of fighting for justice.
  • PLAY. The faculty member who gave the charge to the graduating class, Dr. Steve Call, urged the graduates to always play. He quoted one of his academic supervisors, “You have to get old, but you choose to grow up” (or something along those lines). I was drawn to my own thoughts of play, believing that it is in play that life and death, grief and joy, loss and gain, ending and beginning meet. It is in play that life is processed and synthesized and loved. This graduating class plays well…and I hope that I will be able to say the same for myself.
  • Which brings me to my last bullet point…I will be hooded in one year. That is all.

Second: Tomorrow is the Seattle Pride Parade. I am so happy to have friends (mostly non-gay) join me for this adventure. But, as I’ve been on this journey to establish and live into the pride I have for my own lesbianess, I am more and more aware of the gap in awareness (my own and others’). One thing that has come to my attention both through writing this blog and conversations stemming from my posts as well as discussions in my Therapy 1 class at MHGS is that most people are not familiar with reparative therapy (a.k.a. “sexual orientation change efforts”, SOCE, conversion therapy, reorientation therapy). This has been a major part of my story, and I hope to soon finish a blog post specifically about my experiences with and understandings of reparative therapeutic techniques. Just putting that out there. If you have specific questions about this that you would like for me to address in my post please leave your thoughts as a comment.

In the meantime, I raise my glass to celebration and pride!

(a photo I shot at last year’s parade!)

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