Confessions of a Beauty Theologian

How I Found My Way Back to Me

Coming Home: Beauty, Writing, and the Sacred Self

Every year, I choose an avatar—a version of myself I’m ready to embrace and embody. It’s not a resolution; it’s a reclamation. A way of saying, This is who I am now. This is who I’ve always been.

This year, I’m coming home to two parts of myself that have always been there, waiting patiently in the wings: …