Chapter 5- Leaving Canada To Follow A Prophet

Tracing my Mormon pioneer roots because sometimes our story begins with those who came before. Chapter 5 – LEAVING CANADA TO FOLLOW A PROPHET After his baptism, Daniel became an elder in the church. He led church activities and continued sharing his belief that the Mormon faith was the only true church led by aContinue reading “Chapter 5- Leaving Canada To Follow A Prophet”

Chapter 4 – Missionaries

Tracing my Mormon pioneer roots because sometimes our story begins with those who came before. Chapter 4 – MISSIONARIES Once upon a time, a boy named Joseph said he talked to angels. He claimed he began receiving holy revelations as a teenager. In 1830, at the age of twenty-five, those conversations became the foundations ofContinue reading “Chapter 4 – Missionaries”

Chapter 3 – Settling In

Tracing my Mormon pioneer roots because sometimes our story begins with those who came before. Chapter 3 – Settling In “Settled” is such a cozy word. I like to settle into a comfortable chair or settle down for a warm winter nap. But for eager settlers like Henry and Elizabeth Wood, there was nothing cozyContinue reading “Chapter 3 – Settling In”

Chapter 2- Loyalty and Revolution

Tracing my Mormon pioneer roots because sometimes our story begins with those who came before. Chapter 2 – Loyalty and Revolution Once in America, John Wood set about building a new life for himself, including moving from Massachusetts to New York.  The Old Dutch Church of Kingston in New York kept a meticulous register ofContinue reading “Chapter 2- Loyalty and Revolution”

Chapter 1- Sailing Ships

Tracing my Mormon pioneer roots because sometimes our story begins with those who came before. Chapter 1 – SAILING SHIPS I admire a tree’s solid footing in a spinning world. Walking in forests anchors me. Placing my palms against a tree’s rough bark, I wonder what secrets it holds. A tree’s fall leaves are richContinue reading “Chapter 1- Sailing Ships”

Lunch Card

One day at school, I stopped eating lunch. I didn’t stop eating because I wasn’t hungry, hated cafeteria food, wanted to lose weight, or was extra studious. I stopped eating because I was ashamed of being poor. Growing up in Utah, my family was a part of the Church of Latter-Day Saints, the Mormons. TheContinue reading “Lunch Card”

Redemption

I was born into the Mormon church, baptized at eight. I received a patriarchal blessing and worked hard to be a faithful Latter-Day Saint.  I planned to attend Brigham Young University and expected to marry a returned missionary to build a family. I was continuing a faith tradition my family had worshiped in for overContinue reading “Redemption”

Bridge

TERESA’S THOUGHTS: Instead of sharing about the book writing process, I want to share why I am writing this book at all.  A book which is an autopsy of my own racism.  Where I learned it.  How I stayed blind to it.  And where I might go from here. This dissection is painful and messyContinue reading “Bridge”