Love and Inclusion

I came across the most breathtaking, hilarious, gut punch shocker of a comedy special on Netflix a couple of weeks ago and I haven’t been able to forget it. Halfway through, I was texting a friend of mine that she had to watch it pronto, yet she was the only person I mentioned it to. Part of me wasn’t sure how I could share it or if I could. Current society has me so afraid of speaking up for fear of an attack from all sides.

I’ve been trying to write about inclusion for three weeks and I’m not sure I’m going to have the right words to express my feelings. Let me begin with my point of view: I am a straight, white, conservative female that belongs to a very orthodox religion, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I know that God, our Heavenly Father created us in His own image and that our gender is a divine gift. I know that we are born the gender He wants us to be. I know that homosexuality is not part of His divine plan for His children.

With that said, let me continue by telling you that I do not have all the answers, but I can tell you what I believe. I believe that God loves all of His children equally and that He wants us to be like Him. Like any loving parent, I do not believe that God likes all of the choices His children make, but He loves them despite it all. Therefore, I choose to love all of His children equally, even if I do not agree with their choices in life. If a person feels that he/she is gay, I will do my best to love them and support them as best as I can as a person, but that does not mean I have to support their choice to live with or marry another homosexual person. If a person feels that he/she was born in the wrong body or that their biological gender does not match their internal gender, I will do my best to love that person through whatever choices he/she makes. I might struggle and stumble, but that will be for me to figure out with God.

The great thing about my country is our freedoms. This is a choice land where we are free to live as we see fit. We are free to speak our hearts and minds and worship whatever god we wish to or not. Just because my viewpoint does not match yours does not mean we aren’t still humans living on the same planet, just trying to live our best life. Just because our viewpoints are different does not mean we can’t respect each other as human beings. Have we forgotten our basic humanity?

The comedy special I mentioned is “Hannah Gadsby: Nanette.” Hannah is a 40-year old lesbian from Australia, coming of age in a time where 70% of the people who raised and loved her believed that homosexuality was a sin (it was a criminal offense until 1997). For a little over an hour, Hannah educates just as much as she makes you laugh. There are also some serious tension-filled moments that had tears rolling down my face. Hannah calls out white men and privilege like no other. She speaks to sexual abuse and being beaten for who she is in a way that rips your heart out. It made me want to speak up.

Two other things occurred recently that also spurred this post. A childhood friend, probably my only introduction into diversity in a small, redneck town, bravely contacted me after I had posted a video about the negative effects of puberty blockers on young children and teens. Her story is not mine to share, but needless to say, it’s amazing how your view shifts when someone you know has real life experience with the topic at hand. Now, my view hasn’t changed fundamentally and I still have a lot of research and learning to do. Even so, as soon as I got her message, my heart was in my throat and tears were in my eyes as I frantically tried to express to her that I still wanted her in my life and that whatever choices she made for her family will never be mine to judge and even if we disagreed, we were still humans deserving of love and respect.

Imagine Dragons has an LDS front man, Dan Reynolds, who calls himself a “unique Mormon.” He created a LoveLoud campaign/concert in Salt Lake City to embrace the LGBTQ community. If I understand correctly, it was turned into a documentary. I’ve only seen trailers and his appearance on Ellen. I admit freely that I don’t know enough about it to speak to it. It sounds overall like a great foundation. We do need to address teen safety, love, and respect of all children and peoples. However, I can express my concern that there are faithful LDS members agreeing to Dan’s view that the Church (the LDS Church) needs to change their policy on LGBTQ. What a lot of people seem to misunderstand, both inside and outside of the Church, is that doctrine is not going to change. If it changes, it is man’s change, not God’s. Asking that it be changed is apostasy. That’s a very simplistic view, but true nonetheless.

The root of the problem with hate or intolerance or exclusion lies very simply a lack of humanity. Hannah said, “We think it’s more important to be right than it is to appeal to the humanity of people we disagree with.” She’s completely right and if that doesn’t hit you hard enough, she also said, “Ignorance will always walk amongst us because we will never know all of the things.”

As always,
Single Mormon Lady

Follow-up to the Downside

After my post yesterday about the downside of LDS culture, my brain was pounding away so hard at my mental typewriter for the next post instead of sleeping. While I confronted the downside and griped about bad attitudes that isn’t the end of the discussion. There are always more sides to a story and answers to a situation. There is an upside!

I spent a good portion of my mid-to-late teens and early 20’s not giving a flying flip about my religious beliefs or the faith I was raised to follow. During college, I studied other religions and found myself asking a lot of questions. A biological anthropology class even threw me for a serious loop on where I stood in my belief system. Yet, I always come back to what I was taught as a child. For me, it makes the most sense with the best answers to my questions. I’m insatiably curious, but I am aware that some questions can lead me down a dark rabbit hole and I need to take a breath, wait, have faith.

I’ve come to understand that my belief system is a very personal one. It’s between me and the Lord, where it belongs. I do not fit the LDS culture mold; not in any way, shape or form. To urge me to fit the mold makes me run in the opposite direction. I have to figure it out myself. However, there have been moments where I really wanted to fit the mold.
– getting engaged at 18. What’s more Mormon than that?
– 3 months of wanting babies so much I could taste it thanks to the cute kids that sat in front of me every Sunday (Eddie & Christina B. made some seriously beautiful kids).
– making a fool out of myself countless times with men I thought I could make it work with (I hope that Chris S. has forgotten that embarrassing episode).

The mold is a piece of fiction.

It’s not real. It’s the myth of perfection pressing on you. It’s the mistaken and globally shared idea that we MUST be perfect at everything and never show weakness or fault, even when it’s impossible to achieve perfection in this lifetime. Showing our flaws is not easy. It can even be painful, but wouldn’t you rather share your experience and save someone else in potential agony? Telling the world my struggles with my marital status, my place in the world or in my faith isn’t easy. If I help one person, it’s worth it.

You are your own person. There is no other like you and you should never force yourself into a mold that doesn’t fit. God created you specifically with all your glorious faults and flaws! How you figure out this life, how you decide what you will and will not do, is all between you and the Lord. Your experiences are not like anyone else’s. Take comfort, peace, and confidence in this: YOU know best how to navigate the life granted to you.

Something I often have to remind myself of (and boy do I struggle) is that people are generally good, charitable, loving and kind. They want to get to know you, to assist you, to help and to love you. They follow the same God you do! Some of them just don’t know how to be kind and seem to always target you, no matter what you do or say. They are stuck in the habits they see exhibited all around them. They are human and oh so fallible. Just like me and you. They are also children of God. It’s hard to remember that in the face of criticism, accusations, embarrassing moments, shame and other negative facets of behavior.

I mentioned Greg Trimble in my post yesterday and last night I bought his e-book “The Cultural Evolution Inside of Mormonism.” It’s a tremendous read! I want to paste full chapters here. He says exactly what I want to say and in such a kind, thought-provoking way, plus he backs it up with words from prophets, apostles and scriptures. One of my favorite things is a quote from his grandmother, “How can I ever stand before my Heavenly Father unless I have been kind?”

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is the Lord’s church. It’s Jesus Christ’s church. It’s the Utah Mormon’s church. It’s the Jack Mormon’s church. It’s the inactive’s Church. It’s the non-member’s church. It’s everyone’s church. The sign on the building says “Visitors Welcome,” but really, if it’s Christ’s church, we are all welcome, no matter where we are in our progression.

As Always,
Single Mormon Lady

The Downside of LDS Culture

In recent years, Mormonism has appeared in the spotlight more than it has since perhaps its inception in the early 1800’s. There is a lot of misinformation flying around the Internet and word of mouth, but there is a lot of truth as well. It’s not all sunshine and rainbows, but religious belief at its core is highly subjective, differing from person to person. In the LDS faith, there is a distinct difference between doctrine and culture and I want to address that today.

This topic has been on my mind for several months, something that has bothered me for a long time, but I didn’t realize exactly what it was until recently. A friend messaged me today about some of her LDS culture experiences and I got so mad that I knew I had to write this post and share it. I want to call out the discrepancies that I’ve witnessed first hand and also been a part of. I’ve come across so many articles that fascinate me, inspire me, or really irritate me, so I’m going to share ones that I think are worth a read and they often say it better than me!

First off, I highly suggest a thorough read of this article by Brent & Wendy Top. “Sometimes in an attempt to prove our faithfulness to the gospel, Mormons create standards that require even more than what the Lord is asking of us. So before we expend too much energy trying to live these “higher” standards, we should ask ourselves, “Are we living the cultural gospel or the Lord’s gospel?”

Second, I highly suggest a thorough read of this article by Greg Trimble. “It was Christ who brought with him a revolution of love, empathy, and compassion. He built a culture that was geared toward the lowly of heart and revolted against those that spent their lives pointing out the flaws in others.” Can I get an A-freakin’-MEN?

The LDS culture is a minefield. Some of it is completely positive; we have shared customs, values and lifestyles and our own vocabulary! Unfortunately, so much of it is negative, damaging, and alienating. Too many of us are narrow-minded, sheltered, judgmental, and self-righteous.

At my ripe old age of 36, being single is almost unheard of in LDS culture. I’ve been completely ignored in the wards I attended in the past. I once had the Relief Society President as my visiting teacher and not once did she visit. The only reason I met her is because she had a child in nursery where I was placed for my calling. I had to figure out how to put myself in a volunteer position of doing service at ward events or I would have never felt welcome or fit in.
Read:    #1    #2    #3    #4

I have friends who have divorced and they are often felt shunned, ignored and neglected. Especially if there were no children in the marriage. What could they possibly have in common with the rest of “us?” Us being the gold standard LDS family of a temple marriage that created 10 kids.
Read:    #1    #2    #3

The story that hit me today? A dear, brave, unique friend who married the love of her life and *gasp* don’t have kids yet after a year of marriage. The constant questioning and scorn about not having kids yet drags them down! They have been neglected and even uninvited from family events by people in their ward. Why? WHY?! Because a young married couple with no children can’t contribute to a gathering of adults with children? Because if you’re childless, you can’t bond with a child or be around children?
Read:    #1    #2    #3

You know, it’s one thing to murmur about me being single, but to hurt my friend just infuriates me. What if she was teetering in her faith? That kind of behavior is what sends people inactive. I understand being curious and interested, but what happened to some common sense and decency? It’s NONE of your business what other people do or don’t do in their single life, marriage, divorce or children.

Further Reading:    #1    #2    #3    #4    #5

As always,
Single Mormon Lady

Happily Single, but…

Remember my last post? Happily single. My ever-present, guilt-ridden crushing singlehood reminder is gone. Right? Wellllll, I can’t stop thinking about dating! My mind feels like it’s constantly yelling that I need to give it another try.

I have put myself out there repeatedly through church activities, conferences, a couple of set ups. Every 6 months or so, I try online dating and even the swipe-able apps, again and again. It always all reminds me that dating is awful and I don’t want to try anymore. I have met countless strangers and have had mostly the bad and the ugly in the dating world. I’m 36 with 20 years of horrible dating under my belt. I could write a best-seller.

I don’t discriminate when I date. There’s no telling where you might find love! I’m open to everyone: older/younger, tall/short, fit/fat, LDS/any other religion (even agnostics, but I draw the line at atheists), any color/race/creed/background. Do you know what I get? Liars, scams, and creepy guys. How about I tell you about the guy who stalked me in Walmart yelling as he asked why I wouldn’t talk to him? Or the guy who pretended to be a Spanish speaking sculptor from Texas and used pictures from a real sculptor from Italy? Or even better, the civil engineer that tried to convince me the pictures he took of bulldozers were not screen grabs of a REMOTE CONTROL toy bulldozer from Youtube.

I’ve heard all the same stories of so-and-so not marrying until 35, 40, 50, 60, etc. My own mother was 33 before she married my dad. I know the stories; trust me. Perhaps the most important thing to find comfort in is that there is nothing wrong with being single and happy.

As always,
Single Mormon Lady

Happily Single

For most people, the idea of being happily single is an oxymoron. Man isn’t meant to be alone. No man is an island. What’s wrong with being alone? You’ve heard it said, but it’s true: you need to love yourself first before you can love someone else.

I’ve rounded up a few quotes on singledom and I can assure you that I’ve said most of them, more than once!

  • I hate when people ask why I’m single. I just want to answer because apparently, a smartass independent woman with standards isn’t attractive.
  • Being single is better than being in the wrong relationship.
  • Yes, I’m single. And you’ll have to be amazing to change that.
  • Instead of ‘single’ as a marital status, they should have ‘independently owned and operated.’
  • Yes, I am currently single. No, that does not mean there is something wrong with me.
  • Stay single until someone actually complements your life in a way that it makes it better to not be single. If not, it’s not worth it.
  • I am happy because I’m single by choice, not by chance.
  • Single is an opportunity to live life on your own terms and not apologize.”
  • It takes a strong person to remain single in a world that is accustomed to settling with anything just to say they have something.
  • I’ve been single for a while and I have to say it’s going well. Like … it’s working out. I think I’m the one.

I have never dated someone just because I didn’t want to be alone. I can’t tell you how many people that just “settle” because they hate being alone. Maybe that works for them, but it would never work for me. I love my life. Time alone isn’t something I fear; it’s something I crave! I have amazing friends that are available when I need social time and when I want to experience something, I go; even if it means going alone.

I have been praying for years for the Lord to take the hope of marriage away. An alarming statement, but let me explain. Marriage is considered the ultimate life goal to so many people. It is pushed so hard in the culture of my religion. When everyone else gets married, you feel like a failure for still being single. The pressure of it can drop a person to their knees. It’s not as if I don’t want to get married because I do. I’d love to find my person, my so-called one to share my adventures with, but I’m so tired of the ever-present nagging whether it be from the world, my faith or myself.

I believe the Lord recently granted my desire as my hope is gone and the relief is amazing! I feel happier than I have felt in a long time. Of course, that also might be due to my recent trip to the Caribbean. 😉

As always,
Single Mormon Lady

Kintsugi

Kintsugi: the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum. When something has suffered damage and has a history, this joinery makes the piece more beautiful.

I am a broken mess almost once a month.

Generally, I appear as a strong, confident woman who has her life all figured out. I don’t like having my weaknesses known as they have brought me pain in the past. Sharing myself, my real self, has been a lesson in the harsh reality of human cruelty. I am so selective about the parts of myself and who I can trust with them and often, I am completely different parts of my personality with different people.

I had a small meltdown about a week or so ago, spending two full days not leaving my apartment. I tell myself to go out and do something, but what to do? I don’t need to spend money, I can’t go shopping and I don’t like this town and the traffic is so congested and the road construction on the interstate is a mess and what about the park? But what if there’s a bunch of people out and I don’t want to see anyone I work with in my comfy, but super tight leggings that show off my fat rolls just above my knee. What if I trip and fall and roll my ankle like that one time and…

This whirlwind of a mind trap is what happens to me all the time. I will start with a simple idea and in a split second, the world is ending. Worst of all, it happens at night when I’m trying to sleep. Lately, I’ll try to put myself on a beach I remember clearly in my head from a trip to Hawaii nearly 20 years ago only to have it spiral to thinking about the ex-fiance who was with me on the trip, to the next guy and the next guy and the next guy – all who broke me in some way. I’ll stress about being fat and single and wonder if it’s God’s punishment for all my mistakes. It only takes a few seconds to completely stress myself out and pick up a book to escape and find myself awake at 1 am when I should have been asleep at 10:30.

My mom saved me. She let me dump all my neurotic anxiety on her over the phone and just talking about it made all the difference, as it usually does. Talking to her helped me realize what the problem is: I’m aimless. I sold the house last year with the purpose of moving to South Korea for a year. Right now is the time I would be leaving if I’d stuck to that goal and it’s not happening.

Sometimes it takes being broken to become a new version of yourself; a version that’s even more beautiful than before.

As always,
Single Mormon Lady

Comparison is Dangerous

I hate being compared to fellow singles of a certain age. Frankly, I hate being compared to anyone. No one is like me and I’m not like anyone. I’m my own person. No one else has had and/or taken the same chances and experiences as me. Yes, circumstances can be similar, but it is not enough for comparison.

I recently joined a couple of Facebook groups: Solo Women Travel Tribe and Fat Girls Traveling. Each group speaks to a part of me: independent/solo and fat.

1) I have always been an independent, make my own way type person. If I waited around on other people to get their crap together, I would never go anywhere. So if I want to go and I can? I will go it alone. Going to India alone was scary and enlightening and I loved it.

2) It’s not easy traveling as a fluffy, curvy, plus size, larger, big-boned, insert your own definition here, woman. Let’s be honest. I’m fat; I own it. I still have a life to live and that life means traveling as much as I can. I’m not a fan of praying that the airline seat belt fits or being very cognizant of letting my arm and elbow hit a seatmate, but I’ll deal with it to be sure I mark another fabulous place off my list.

Both of these things are things so many other women deal with and I had no idea until I stumbled upon these groups. I am not nearly as alone as I thought I was in my desires and actions. Other women have the same struggles and hopes and dreams that I do. The women of these two groups are AMAZING and I say that loud, strong and proud. They make me so envious when they quit their jobs and do some multi-month, country hopping trip and post breathtaking photos or when they wear a fantastic outfit or swimsuit and are happy and confident. It makes me tear up a little even as their happy faces flash across my mind while I write this.

Comparing myself to other singles or to my friends’ of the similar age and where they are in their lives is a dark road to walk down. Wishing I had the lives of the women in the FB traveling groups, can be a tightrope walk as well.

But guess what? Comparison is the thief of joy.

My story is obviously not like anyone else. I have to figure it out on my own. I stumble a lot, but I am happier than I’ve ever been. I haven’t been able to travel as much as I would have liked in the past few years, but selling my house last May was the best decision! I’ve got two cruises planned and

As always
Single Mormon Lady