Maybe you saw a post from RubySlippers in your subject line and wondered. It’s been a long time since I’ve posted here. I realized it’s time.

It’s time I shared with you about my new writing home.

I worked on this painting in 2017 for the Soulation Community, a longtime dream come true.

But first some reflections. It began with Ruby Slippers: How the Soul of a Woman Brings Her Home. And here it’s been ten years of learning and writing more books and learning with you. Those years taught me how to engage sticky subjects and practice dialog. Many of you, my readers, helped me learn how to have kind conversations online. Through comments and emails you personally invited me to question and build up my own ideas. Some of you became friends and companions for the Soulation Community. Thank you for being one of my subscribers, for taking time to read my thoughts here at RubySlippers.

Now, the news. We are moving RubySlippers to a new home. And in the process we accidentally re-published a post last week. Oops!

I’m still tapping out posts, regularly writing about sexuality, faith and becoming more fully human but at my new blog with Dale, titled “Living Human.” Living Human is housed in a special place: the Soulation Community. Our online community is where Dale and I show up daily, carefully curating conversations.

This new community is like a home, glowing with light and life. If you step inside you’ll find laughter from our regular #FunnyFriday posts and heartfelt sharing in our running Feed. Only subscribers are permitted entrance, so this means the conversations are rich and kind. We’ve created Rooms where you can discuss creativity, culture, books, movies, and your own spiritual growth.  And every Soulation study, our past blogs posts, talks and videos are now housed in this protected space.  So, except for a few dozen popular posts, RubySlippers posts will soon be moved to our community.

This week, for “Living Human” I’m working on a piece entitled “Threesome” which includes, as you might guess, questions to help us have more honest conversations with our friends, our children, and ourselves. Here’s an excerpt:

When we lived in Los Angeles, I’d regularly see Playboy bunny bumper stickers on women’s cars, the women drivers telegraphing they were sexually available. I remember a female mentor once confiding that she wanted to learn some exotic dancing for her husband. Currently, most young adults, men and women, look to Playboy, Cosmo, Maxim, porn films, or Las Vegas as the authority for their sexual education. Lots of sexual formation happening here. But it’s all deformed.

Sexual stewardship helps us stop and ask who gets to inform and thereby form us. Sexual formation helps us realize that exotic dancers do not hold the keys to arousal, especially to our husband or wife. Porn only holds a few cheap tricks that always look better than they feel. Playboy doesn’t own sexual play. But, by the way we avoid sex conversations or sum them up with “consent”, it’s clear a lot of us are simply afraid to learn better ways. We’ve given up the playground to the pranksters.

Our kids deserve better. We do, too.

If you have missed the RubySlippers conversation, I invite you to consider joining our community. Try it out for one month, I think you’ll be impressed by the quality of souls and the conversation you’ll find.

Learn more here.