Katie Steedly’s first-person piece [The Unspeakable Gift] is a riveting retelling of her participation in a National Institutes of Health study that aided her quest to come to grips with her life of living with a rare genetic disorder. Her writing is superb.
In recognition of receiving the Dateline Award for the Washingtonian Magazine essay, The Unspeakable Gift.
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Returning

We carry a centre that is always returning. – Mark Nepo
I know what it means to spiral. I know what it means to look so far behind that I get mired in shame and regret and anger. I know what it means to look so far ahead that I am paralyzed be fear and anxiety. When I think about a centre, I think about love.
Love requires jumping in with both feet
There is no halfway love. Love is not small. Love is not minimal. Love does not equivocate. Love is full on, all in, stars-in-your-eyes, sweat-in-your-palms wonderfulness. There is no better feeling than the deep connection when a full heart meets another full heart. When full hearts join miracles happen. That kind of love is gentle and fierce, quiet and peaceful, honest and strong. That kind of love is big enough for it all.
There is a calculus to love
I never did well in mathematics in school. I never took a Calculus course. That being said, I am convinced there is a calculus to love. Calculus, generally speaking, is the study of continuous change. Love’s calculus is the infinite, boundless, on-going, ephemeral, and eternal capacity for change we experience in love. Love’s calculus is flexible, enduring, malleable, and wise.
Love’s center holds
When the world falls apart, loves center holds. Though Yeats offers a far less positive vision in The Second Coming, I want to suggest love is the constant center in the midst of chaos, violence, injustice, and lies. Love is something we must remember, protect, defend, celebrate, and cherish. When nothing makes sense, come back to love. When tears flow, come back to love. When fear shake us to our core, come back to love. In loving one another, however that love manifests, we are becoming our better angels.
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About Katie

From Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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