Katarina Stenstedt

To get in touch, email me at or connect with me on Twitter. I’m also on Facebook now and then.

Writing and editing

I’ve been a professional writer and editor since 1992, and the places I stayed the longest are Intuit and Google. For more about that sort of thing, see my LinkedIn profile.

I recently published my first novel, Soul Boundary, which is a literary sci-fi story about the human soul.

MusicRosie under my guitar

Until I was in my mid-twenties, I didn’t sing at all. Then I discovered that not only do I enjoy singing, but I also have a desire to write and record my own songs. Go figure!

Spiritual direction

I’ve been a spiritual director since 2002, and a spiritual-direction supervisor since 2008. In 2004, I completed the Diploma in the Art of Spiritual Direction (DASD) program at San Francisco Theological Seminary (now part of University of Redlands). I completed the Together in the Mystery supervisor-training program in 2009.

I currently work with individual directees and supervisees in person, over the phone, and using Skype.

Spiritual community

I’m now a member of the Religious Society of Friends (Quakers), though I’ve attended and been part of several Christian churches since I came to believe in God in 1985.

The rest, in brief…

I was born in Linköping, Sweden, and lived in California, Belgium, and Iran while I was growing up. I went to high school in Lafayette, California, and then attended Stanford, from which I have a B.S. in Mathematical and Computational Science.

I married Gene Anderson (Cal grad!) in June of 2000 and have lived mostly in Oakland since 1997. This is my longest stay anywhere, and I love it.

About my housemates


Star ignoring the paparazzi

I live with my husband Gene (author of the blog Our Oakland and the book Legendary Locals of Oakland) and our new kitties, June and Anita (the Pointy Sisters! photos to come…), who joined us in February 2020. Star was with us until April of 2017, and Rosie was with us until December of 2019. We miss them dearly!


Rosie was a small cat, and for reasons we never could fathom, she had no whiskers. She had them when we got her; she didn’t have later. Also, she was born missing a few toes. But what she lacked in bulk and toes and whiskers, she made up for in chutzpah. She was like no other, before or since. Did I mention we miss her?

This photo shows Rosie resting up. You have to get a lot of sleep to be as brazen as this kitty was.

But enough about the cats already.

I hope you enjoy my website!

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