A year of sending the newsletter: only the finest of essays, articles, incense and microwave baked goods.

But what if that whole "Bloom where you're planted" thing is wrong? The flowers, wings and dark nights you may find along your path toward bliss.

A few years ago, I wrote about how I went from fundamentalist to feminist, and (praise be unto libraries) books played a major role. Here's a short reading list.

Starting to wonder whether something you believe is true after all? Ugh, I know how it feels. But it’s not your fault, so go ahead and change your mind!

Emily Dickinson figures prominently in this new essay, as in my life. The medieval poet Rumi plays a role as well (and donuts, I guess).

'60s-era photo montage goodness from the original rapture novels. (In case the guillotine on the church lawn wasn't enough.)

The funniest things can happen when you leave religion behind. Like, you might end up in the most religious place of all. (I used to think that was a metaphor.)

Ways in Which My Fundamentalist Childhood (1969-1987) Was and Was Not Like the Salem Witch Trials (1691-1692)

In telling another part of my story on BuzzFeed Ideas (!), I got to mention both Emily Dickinson and Brooke Shields. 

It's time to select which traits you suppose the Christian Charm Manual includes in its 36-item list of unfeminine qualities.