Reverend Ann Pittman Zarate

"Music as Resistance" Ann preaches on the topic "Music as Resistance" at First Christian Church in St. Joseph, MO on June 8, 2025.

This Sunday at First Christian Church - St. Joseph, MO!

@fccstjo June 8… Music as Resistance. ✊🏿🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🎶🚺🤬✌🏽🎤

My friend (& boss) offers this short, amazing, online, do-at-your-own-pace, breathing class in February. Who knew a nitrogen and oxygen compound could do so much for our health? ☺️ Seriously tho… reset your nervous system, calm your mind, and feel more confident to navigate 2025! Gah, it’s been a year. 🫣🙄🤯🥺 All the emojis. So, from one single mom digging her way up to her house in a blizzard…to… my boss still breathing with an infant in arms… to… whoever you are… Let’s get a little more air in our lungs this winter. Love you. Love yourself too. ❤️ Lisaashyoga.com/program-enrollment .ash.yoga .ash.drackert

Grateful to work at who offered a class for students and staff last night. Led by and team, we learned to fight fire with water and trust our intuition. Always look people in the eye, verbalize boundaries, be aware, trust your instinct, and find an attacker’s weak spot (not always the ⚽️⚽️ - eyes or otherwise!) As a not-giant-person (😂) it gave me confidence, and I could see that shift in the students too! Thx all! 🙏🏼👏🏽🤍

Grateful for and her 11:11 kundalini class today (she subbed at ). 💛🧘‍♀️🙏She writes: “While all signs have their negative and positive aspects, the Age of Aquarius does represent a profound shift in the consciousness of humanity. The awakening is of the heart and inspires a revolution in how humans live together as part of one earth family. This period is predicted to bring about real equality for the sexes and the realization of unity, peace, and brotherhood.“

Did you discover your November is going to need more cortisol regulation? How about serotonin? If you’re freaking out, here’s a last minute opportunity for positive psychology. Claim what you can to grieve and regroup. 🧡 .ash.yoga .ash.drackert Daily Gratitude 💕

Sometimes we pray even if we don’t believe.

Cast an educated vote. Reading arguments for and against brought clarity for me. Just VOTE! (And YES ON 3)

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I’m late on this post, but not on my mammogram! For I want to feature 3 amazing women in my life: my cousin my fellow 1st soprano & one of my fave playwrights Each is surviving breast cancer this year Lia was published in the and elsewhere about her experience, Jen was honored by UT/St. David’s as their Pink Out survivor. And Ruthie plays in a band and plays the harp. She was able to return to the stage for the first time last month. Here’s an interview with her & some other lovely reminders. WOMEN stand up for yourselves and your health. Mammograms save lives 💕

Seven years ago, they were wheeling me into surgery right about now. Maybe they had moved the epidural already even. Giving birth is supposed to be the best day of your life, but it isn’t. It was awful: painful, scary, confusing; a bad dream you only remember in florescent flashes.

It is not untrue that motherhood changes you. I don’t know why I thought I could change it. Shaffer grabbed the phone from me and spun around in our favorite breakfast café, pressing the picture icon over and over. He was allowed bacon and a doughnut, sans the (usually obligatory) eggs and fruit. I ordered my favorite, but didn’t have an appetite. This picture is my life.

Seven seems so significant - in numerology and religion, and in our life as well. You are practically a grown-up in first grade. You have anxiety, an unimpressive diet, and watch too much TV. You’re a tiny boomer who doesn’t realize that words have meaning and can hurt people. But you are blooming despite the things we have done to hurt you.

I have felt, over the past year, that I’ve been losing you. Seven is significant, but maybe for loss more than perseverance or triumph. I feel you slipping away. You respond so naturally to the things around you; you are so easily affected. What we put in your mind comes out, and it scares me. I am not enough to win when it comes to filling your cup to the brim.

I melt when you call my name even if you scream it, berating me with my own title. And you still melt into me with fatigue, illness, and gratitude. We melt my heart.

I will miss the days of two missing front teeth, singing in the backseat, and creative attempts at phonetics.

They tell me 7 years will all to quickly be 14 and then 21.

I will believe them this time.