A Pastor’s Farewell


I answered your call
you asked me to sacrifice
what was most sacred to me
and I foolishly complied

Now I have to go
I don’t fit anymore
And I wonder if I ever truly fitted in
From the words I heard, now and past

Unloving
mean-spirited
disrespectful
ugly

When my main crime
is being gay
in a place where difference has little room
like the tattoos on my skin

And yet another problem is
what I don’t have between my legs
When what is in the heart counts less
then what is on the skin

A painful process of opening up again and again
not knowing if judgment or embrace awaits
carrying my heart on my hands for all to see
exposed to wind and rain

Now I turn the page
moving forward
looking towards what lies ahead
with love, hope and trust

Staying true to myself
true to my love
returning to my roots
embracing God and self

Grateful for all those who showed me love
for all the friendships that stay
All the others-
I wish you nothing but love,
and blessings of peace on your path.

Et un crâne, en plus!


Ce mois d’août j’ai eu un tatouage avec des roses et un crâne.

Certains l’ont bien aimé, et d’autres ont des réactions inverses ou des interrogations : qu’est-ce que ce que cela signifie, un tatouage avec un crâne?

Des roses, ça ne gêne personne, tout le monde pense qu’elles sont belles – mais un crâne ? Mais ne vous inquiétez pas, je ne suis pas devenu une adoratrice de la mort, des choses morbides ou quelque chose comme ça. Ce n’est rien de satanique non plus.

Comme disait quelqu’un, « Indépendamment de la signification d’un tatouage de crâne (ou de tête de mort) pour le porteur, il est probable que d’autres l’interpréteront de manière erronée. Lorsque vous choisissez un tatouage du crâne, soyez prêt à expliquer ce que cela signifie pour vous, encore et encore, à des observateurs curieux ou inquiets. »

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1,2,3 tatouages – pourquoi?


Pourquoi les tatouages ? Ou plutôt, pourquoi mes tatouages?

J’ai 20 tatouages, et le rendez-vous pour le 21ème est fait. Certains aiment mes tatouages, même beaucoup, et d’autres les critiquent pour diverses raisons – esthétiques, religieuses, …

Que dit alors la Bible ? Le seul verset de la Bible qui semble condamner clairement (vraiment ?) les tatouages, se trouve en Vayikra (Lévitique) 19,28. Ce verset lit, en le traduisant de l’hébreu, « Tu ne te feras pas d’incisions dans ta chair pour les morts ; ou inciseras des marques sur toi-même : je suis le Seigneur. »

Le mot en question קַֽעֲקַ֔ע est souvent traduit par tatouage, peinture ou inscription. En fait, son sens est incertain et il apparait seulement ici et nulle part ailleurs dans la Bible. La question est alors, qu’est-ce que ce verset peut dire à propos du tatouage, tel qu’il est pratiqué aujourd’hui ?

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#Kristallnacht


Kristallnacht
night of shattered glass
night of shattered dreams
night of shattered lives

untold brutality
never to be forgotten

Shattered glass
and pillars of unholy fires rising to the sky
feel the pieces of glass cutting,
burning through your skin
as you run in panic from the smoke, fire, lights, lamps
and persecutor screaming,
arresting you for your own safety
-so they say-
Run!

Burnt books,
lives,
hopes
announcing wholescale murder
smell the stench,
see the small pieces of burnt books and ashes,
floating in the sky,
covering roofs, ground and skin
inhaled and exhaled

Never forget,
always remember,
always educate

Reach out the hands
to the victims of todays antisemitism
and discrimination
Build new circles of hope and peace
Let new generations rise

Let the people of Israel live!
Am Yisrael Chai!

And shed a tear
for those who are gone…

#WontBeErased


#WontBeErased

DqQmBntXQAAQTyv.jpg smallI’m a ciswoman. I was born a woman, I got breasts, a vagina, a functioning uterus and two functioning ovaries. I got two awesome kids (it’s normal that they’re awesome, they’re mine!), conceived and born naturally without any problems. I identify as a woman, 100%, and wouldn’t want to be anything else, ever.

Recently, I got to do a DNA test for some issue. They had to re-do it because apparently, my DNA didn’t match my gender – that came as a big surprise!

Now I don’t particularly care about that DNA-gender-matching-thing because it doesn’t influence my daily life or identity – I still am who I am, a ciswoman as stated above, and far more.

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#TogetherAgainstAntiSemitism


Grievous in the eyes of the Lord is the death of His pious ones.

Gathered to show compasion to strangers
as we had been strangers,
Gathered for a bris – joy, life and covenant
– ended in bloodshed, death and trauma

Grievous in the eyes of the Lord is the death of His pious ones.

What is the right way to be Jewish?
And what is the right place to be a Jew?
Their voices say No way, and No place,
Let our voice, Let your voice be louder!

The Lord is gracious and righteous; our God is compassionate.

A holy day of rest and joy was turned to sadness,
let us remember,
Never again!
And give it back its holiness as we face the trials together

The Lord is gracious and righteous; our God is compassionate.

Attacking one of us means attacking all of us-
Solidarity: Am Yisrael Chai, Am Yisrael Echad!

Comfort, comfort the families –
comfort, comfort ye my people

Blessed is God, King of the Universe, the True Judge.

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#MeToo


It happened once
it happened twice
it happened three times

I reported once
but it was hell
“You sure you didn’t ask for it?”

4 years old
touch this, rub this
in the bathtub
don’t tell
or else, for your family
it’ll be hell

13 years old
coming home from gym
wearing baggy jean and huge knitted sweaters
just a kiss, just a kiss said the stranger – I said NO
and then the fingers and all the rest inside me

18 years old
a drink, but only talk I said, and you agreed
said you’d need someone to pour your heart out
until you forced yourself on me in the park

20 years old
a family friend’s his hands all over
there where they shoulnd’t be
hush! well boys are just boys, and men will be men
just don’t say a word, look he’s respected

You killed me, you stabbed me,
you ripped my heart out and froze it
It was no sex, it was just pure violence

You killed me,
but I rose again
like Phoenix from the ashes
You broke me,
but I reconstructed myself
living again, breathing again
loving again
whole again
risen

#MeToo