Can’t believe 2005 is nearly over. What an awesome year that brought me throughout North America (including US states VA, TN, NY, NJ, CT, MA, AL, MI, PA, CO, IN, KY, RI, MD, CA, NM, , Puerto Rico and my Canadian debut in Saskatoon!), England, Spain and Cameroon.
I feel so privileged to speak with people about the “ex-gay” movement and LGBTQ issues. I presented at universities, high schools, churches, conferences, community centers (as well as on planes, trains and buses). It was especially enriching to hear many people’s stories and learn about issues that affect women, people of color, the trans community, people with disabilities, bisexuals and teens.
This year’s series of presentations were entitled, The 2005 Burning Bush World Tour (um, that is a Biblical reference). I am so very grateful to Sarah B. Miller, my business associate for all her hard work in organizing my bookings. I am so grateful to all of the folks who sponsored my shows and presentations. I also give thanks to John, Bill and Bobbie for serving so gracefully on my support committe. Loads of other people to thank too at GCN, folks at Exgay Watch, the ex-ex-gays formerly of LIA, the queer Quakers, Hartford Friends Meeting, friends at Watkinson School and gosh a ton more.
2006 is looking very interesting with many college performances booked (I’ll have the schedule up soon after New Years). There are still a few openings, so if you know of a college group or some other group who may be interested in Doin’ Time in the Homo No Mo Halfway House or one of my other presentations, please e-mail Sarah.
If you have a snappy idea for a title for my 2006 tour, please post it in the comments or e-mail me
Finally, I want to recognize my grandmother, Nardina Toscano, who after 97 years on this earth, died this week. I think about all the people who help makes us who we are. My grandmother shared her faith and love with me freely. She would always pray when I was on the road. “Keep helping the children,” she would say. I explained that I speak to adults too to which she’d reply, “They’re all God’s children”. I’m going to miss her and her prayers (and those crazy little blankets she would make and give me to hand out to people!)