Unorthodox. I have been twenty-three years an ordained Episcopal priest. I am catholic with a lower case “c”. I am a parochial school girl but of the rebellious kind. My Jesuit educated father, Dr. Peacock, gifted me with an insatiable curiosity. I grew up asking questions of all kinds, many the good sisters did not appreciate. At Immaculata Preparatory School, Sister Mary Clare took me aside one day and told me to stop because I was confusing the other girls. She told me (and I quote) “Joani, you are intellectually gifted but spiritually retarded”. Needless to say I became a philosophy major at Catholic U and shortly thereafter an Anglican. Anglicans are forever asking questions. And I am one.
Unhinged. I have been 14 years certifiably crazy. I say this with great affection. Bipolar brains are the gift that keep giving in my family and I got the gift. My brain is not disordered; it is different. To be balanced and bipolar is actually a great gift. As my life has expanded and shrunk and expanded yet again, I have experienced this world with an intensity I don’t believe otherwise possible. Balance is an art I practice every day. Some days better than others.
In this little blog, I share true life stories of this manic Christian. In three years, I have posted more than 100. And I am very proud to say, that a few of my stories have made it onto the Story District stage. (Hypomania is a many splendored thing!)
I hope that my tales might remind you of some of your own. Maybe you will recognize yourself or someone you love or — maybe just someone who drives you crazy.
There are lots of us, you know.
Unorthodox and Unhinged, and often Unfiltered, here I go.