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Gwynnifar
@gwynnifar.bsky.social
Seminarian. Writer. Public Theologian. Skald. Enneagram 2. Follows the Way. Genderfluid, they/them
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To embody Advent is to inhabit this tension: the joy of knowing transformation is here and the ache of not yet seeing it fully realized. Transgender lives embody this tension. … a journey of becoming, of moving toward authenticity while still inhabiting spaces of ambiguity.

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To embody Advent is to inhabit this tension: the joy of knowing transformation is here and the ache of not yet seeing it fully realized. Transgender lives embody this tension. … a journey of becoming, of moving toward authenticity while still inhabiting spaces of ambiguity.

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December 7, 2025 at 1:23 PM
Angel is almost halfway to her goal. If you can please donate or consider sharing this post.
Angel is a dear friend of mine. We have both been part of the same support network and right now she is in a position where she could use support from others. Please, consider donating to Angel's housing GoFundMe. Even small donations can help.

gofund.me/e05735edd
Donate to Keep Angel Housed, organized by Angel Smith
Hi, my name is Angel and starting this has been an interesting process for me. You never know … Angel Smith needs your support for Donate to Keep Angel Housed
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December 4, 2025 at 9:24 PM
Angel is a dear friend of mine. We have both been part of the same support network and right now she is in a position where she could use support from others. Please, consider donating to Angel's housing GoFundMe. Even small donations can help.

gofund.me/e05735edd
Donate to Keep Angel Housed, organized by Angel Smith
Hi, my name is Angel and starting this has been an interesting process for me. You never know … Angel Smith needs your support for Donate to Keep Angel Housed
gofund.me
December 2, 2025 at 8:05 PM
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This is really good; please read it!
It is the season when we light candles not only to pierce the long nights, but to proclaim hope. These flames remind us that we are not alone, and they signal to the One who is coming—Christ, G/d incarnate—that we are ready, waiting, and welcoming.

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Light in a Liminal Season
Reflections On the First Week of Advent 2025
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November 30, 2025 at 6:27 PM
It is the season when we light candles not only to pierce the long nights, but to proclaim hope. These flames remind us that we are not alone, and they signal to the One who is coming—Christ, G/d incarnate—that we are ready, waiting, and welcoming.

open.substack.com/pub/jalexand...
Light in a Liminal Season
Reflections On the First Week of Advent 2025
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November 30, 2025 at 1:33 PM
As a Vicar, when i hear religious folks say, 'People need to feel more shame" it tells me everything i need to know about their theology. Remorse, regret, awareness, accountability? Yes, we need to feel that. But not shame.
November 25, 2025 at 5:16 PM
Christ the King Sunday is broke, it has been broke for almost as long as it has been around. We need Kin-dom Sunday. Rooted in Ada Maria Isasi Diaz's Kin-dom, Kin-dom Sunday could be a gorgeous testimony to the diverse, intersectional, and all-encompassing nature of G/d's good creation.
November 23, 2025 at 1:22 PM
How do we find hope in precarious times? How do we hold it in the face of tragedy, discrimination, and death? We mourn and we love.

Unstoppable Love: A TDoR Sermon

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Unstoppable Love
A Sermon Preached the Sunday Before Transgender Day of Rememberance
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November 21, 2025 at 1:20 PM
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The Rules That Free Us: From Virtue to Play

A Short Essay

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The Rules That Free Us: From Virtue to Play
A Short Essay
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November 21, 2025 at 12:45 PM
Trans Fam, in just a few hours, you will have made it through the day. I see you. I love you.

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November 21, 2025 at 2:46 AM
It is beyond surreal that at the same time I was at the congressional building to fight for SNAP and Medicade Nancy Mace and Ronny Jackson were calling for my and my community's forced institutionalization and almost no one is talking about that.
September 18, 2025 at 8:53 PM
Dear trans family,

We are not defined by the actions of an individual. You are not at fault, and you are not the problem.

You are loved. Stay safe.
August 28, 2025 at 12:05 AM
Two things i wish more people understood:

1) it is okay to have a kink (or even several)

and

2) it is not okay to force others to engage with your kink(s).

Clear, enthusiastic consent is the foundation of a healthy sexual ethic.
August 12, 2025 at 1:21 PM
Congratulations to Presiding Bishop Elect Curry. Your trans and queer flock need your voice and your actions.
July 30, 2025 at 10:47 PM
I meant to post this yesterday, but the news of Andrea Gibson's passing was still raw. I let the poem linger a bit beneath gray skies. I am thinking of Andrea—their work, their reverent irreverence, their passion. This poem is dedicated to them and to everyone seeking a bit of hope.
The Hyacinth Café
(after director Akira Kurosawa’s 'One Wonderful Sunday' - 1947)
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July 16, 2025 at 11:57 PM
Andrea Gibson (they/them), award-winning poet, activist, and Colorado’s Poet Laureate, died on July 14, 2025, at the age of 49. They passed peacefully at home.
Colorado poet laureate Andrea Gibson dies at 49, leaves ‘Love Letter from the Afterlife’
In the months leading up to their death, Gibson, who was diagnosed with terminal ovarian cancer in 2021, had been writing about mortality, joy, and the intimacy of impermanence.
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July 15, 2025 at 4:54 PM
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In celebration of #InternationalNonbinaryPeoplesDay, we're proud to honor the incredible diversity within the gender spectrum! ✨

Respecting & recognizing the nonbinary community is vital. If you are nonbinary, remember: your identity is valid, & you deserve to express yourself authentically! 💪🏳️‍🌈
July 14, 2025 at 3:05 PM
Today is International Nonbinary People's Day. As a genderfluid femme, i fall under the nonbinary umbrella. So, just a friendly reminder that nonbinary people are not limited to just androgyny. We come in as much variety as women and men do.
July 14, 2025 at 3:10 PM
Today, my gender is the moment just before the butterfly chooses its wings; it is stolen fairy fruit—sweet, tart, and flavorful. My pronouns are moonlight and moth, and I perform the scared task of pulling gender taut to play like a fiddle.
July 13, 2025 at 2:33 PM
In the echo of post-WWII silence, trans and queer lives were forced into shadows—unseen, unspoken, unreal. Now, that silence is returning. Not by accident, but by design.

Rights rolled back.
Online slander and hate sanctioned.
Physical spaces shuttered; digital ones poisoned.
Trans Creators Are In Danger - Insane New Social Media Policy
YouTube video by Ty Turner
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July 11, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Beloveds, this is, without doubt, the best poem i have written. Rooted in the grounded imagery of Audre Lorde's poetics and the indecent theology of Marcella Althaus-Ried, it queers and transgresses boundaries.
Velvet Dei
Blessin’ on the blooms unshorn, and the wee thistles what pierce the velvet. I drape pastel ball gowns along fluorescent aisles, stilettos click like hymns as I crack eggs against the tiles, their gol...
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July 9, 2025 at 2:56 PM
Every last one of them could be used as a mirror for vanity, and still never reflect a shred of decency.
July 3, 2025 at 7:43 PM
My insurance won’t cover the meds my doctor prescribed unless they get the diagnosis. So now the pharmacy’s askin’ the doctor to send a diagnostic code so insurance can decide if it’s a diagnosis they feel like supportin’. Whit a load o’ mince.
July 3, 2025 at 6:50 PM
The second poem in my Liturgical Poetry collection. This one is a bit darker and runs towards the Confessional. In fact, Anne Sexton’s spirit haunts the verses.
Saint me, Or Don't
Lately i’ve been praying to the saint in the vanity mirror— eyeliner crooked, halo bent like a wire hanger hung from a motel bulb. i anoint myself in yesterday’s sweat and call it sacred. i’ve failed ...
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July 1, 2025 at 7:17 PM
This is the first in a new collection of poetry and my first paid subscriber post (more will follow). “Trick of the Light” reclaims old tales as living spells, transforming fear into nourishment and inheritance into liberation.
Trick of the Light
Monsters drawn from twilight shadows… Half-truths we tell to others… Self-deceptions we begin to believe…
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June 27, 2025 at 4:34 PM