Many of you know that I had to flee Nashville, TN after surviving 6 years of targeted harassment following Charlottesville and the intensification of threats of violence. I appealed to the worldwide community to help get my family and me out of ground zero of the culture wars and the acceleration of fascism in the State of Tennessee. Community responded and we are now safe in a sanctuary state. I want to write about how seeking sanctuary is not just a one time effort, but it is a discipline. I have retreated away from Jerusalem for a season, so that I have the wherewithal to think and organize.
I apologize that my posts have not been as regular as they use to be. I have been under a lot of duress trying to figure out my life and my vocational call, leaving a fascist state, and trying to remain anxiety free in the midst of everything. I’m feeling a lot of spaciousness, so I think I’ll be able to contribute more and comment on the political situation on Wednesdays, followed by a formation post on Friday. Today’s post is on discipline and the freedoms we embody when we are disciplined. For me, I needed to be safe and not in a fight or flight or collapse mode. My nervous system needed to be regulated and I needed healing.