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My father was an atheist and a geologist. He accidentally grounded me in a deep spirituality based on his enormous love of creation. I never darkened the door of a church until my mother brought me at 8 years old to a wonderful, daring, spirit-filled little Episcopal Church in Adelphi Maryland called St. Michael and All Angels. She had still been rebelling against her father, a Presbyterian preacher, so she only went back to church when she had to, just like me. I fell in love with the Episcopal Church at that time, although most of my friends, (and my first boyfriend) were Jewish I attended the Corcoran School of Art in Washington DC, around the corner from the White house. I put myself through art school doing construction (that hardware store thing again) and painted and sculpted and photographed to my heart’s delight. Our convenient location made it easy to attend the demonstrations against the Vietnam War, (like the Levitation of the Pentagon and the candle-lit Moratorium march) and to have interesting guest teachers like Allen Ginsburg. I was in a great art school band (Ronnie and the Doves- I sang and played the fiddle) and made a lot of bizarre films and videotapes. After graduation I went to Antioch College where I majored in filmmaking. I worked as a documentary filmmaker for many years, also serving as president of my filmmaking union, Local 532 in San Francisco, where I produced some award winning films and a sore back. Tiring of equipment and fund-raising, I started a theatre company, San Francisco Actors Theatre and we had a terrific run of five glorious years of theatrical art. After having two daughters, like so many other parental pilgrims, I sought a spiritual home, and one thing led to another… I received a call to holy orders that just would not go away, and finally I enrolled in the Church Divinity School of the Pacific where I got my Masters of Divinity and the ability to juggle my job as Director of Religious Education, my marriage and my kid’s needs that would make any Cirque du Soleil acrobat jealous. I now very happily work as Associate Rector for Youth and Children’s ministries at Church of Our Saviour in Mill Valley and more, I am sure, will be revealed... |
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I was born in a doctor's office upstairs from a hardware store in Sandusky Michigan and I've had a fondness for building materials ever since. Soon thereafter we moved and I grew up in and near the Appalachians, in Virginia and Maryland. This lucky move blessed me with a love of wooded mountains and mountain music. My Cherokee blood comes from a great great grandmother who escaped the Trail of Tears and fled to the Appalachian woods and hid, later marrying my Irish Immigrant great-great grandfather. 
