Just as the waters of Christian baptism symbolize the purification of a newborn from 'original sin,' I have pondered my tarnished transition into this world.
By Laura Gray, The Owl Magazine
My trip to Italy was never about shopping for silk scarves or sipping blackcurrant cabernets on cobblestone streets. Instead, I was drawn to Lake Como and its healing power potential.
Just as the waters of Christian baptism symbolize the purification of a newborn from 'original sin,' I have pondered my tarnished transition into this world.
Although baptized as an infant in the Catholic church, I identified with dirt and shame all my life having suffered sexual abuse at the hands of a Catholic priest in my childhood.
The color white has never represented clean to me. Not when I repeatedly glared at it, wrapped around the neck of the Devil.