Men! Fear! Anger!

Men! Fear! Anger!

Father’s Day, for many too many women I know, is a day of ambivalence, sadness, anger and grief, a day when they observe other women who have the love and support of their fathers and wish they’d had it as well.  As I write this on Father’s Day, I am thinking about...
Seeds of Wholeness

Seeds of Wholeness

Seeds, whether of plants, or ideas or actions, can be planted and germinate in the most unlikely times and places.  That happened to me this week. Last week I answered a short survey by the California Partnership for Domestic Violence. It was aimed at the individual...
Fear to Faith

Fear to Faith

Last night I attended the Kronos Festival 2019, and it got me thinking about fear.   Kronos, if you don’t know them, are a string quartet that for over 40 years have been breaking musical barriers and extending what is thought of as string quartet music. Last night,...

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Our Blog Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipisicing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore magna sit voluptatem aliqua. Fear to Faith by constance4171 | Jun 2, 2019 | Blog 1 Last night I attended the Kronos Festival 2019, and it got me thinking...
Exceptionalism and Shame

Exceptionalism and Shame

 It alIt alsoI’m writing this on Memorial Day. This day isn’t just about honoring those who died serving our country. It isn’t just about bbq and camping. It’s about shame. I know that is a leap, so let me explain.  Since I wrote last week about my illegal abortion,...
My self-worth was aborted “legally”

My self-worth was aborted “legally”

My self-worth was aborted “legally” long before I was in need of an illegal abortion. My sense of lovability was aborted when I was born a female, and not male like my Dad wanted. My innocence was aborted when, at 4, my Mom curled my blond hair in ringlets and wrapped...
If every day were Mother’s Day…

If every day were Mother’s Day…

If everyday was Mother’s Day, perhaps there wouldn’t be so many people with conflicted feelings about the holiday. On Facebook today, I read posts from adopted daughters looking for a moment of peace. I’ve read posts from a daughter whose mother did not protect her,...
How I got empowered from turnips

How I got empowered from turnips

When we put aside our preconceived ideas and prejudices, something delightful can emerge. What emerges is always our Self and our empowerment. Tonight it was a dinner. Seven years ago, it was a new relationship with myself. Tonight I had a really tasty and satisfying...
The Trail Mix Famine

The Trail Mix Famine

Yesterday, I found myself at the food table, scarfing down trail mix like this was the last bowl of trail mix on earth. I knew at the time I was eating emotionally and didn’t stop. When I got home, I asked myself what triggered this emotional eating, and what was...
Deep Hope

Deep Hope

No matter how much money, time and effort we put towards the issue, domestic violence may never go away or decrease in amount. Certainly not in my lifetime. When I started the work years ago, my hope was to be out of a job in ten years. Fifty years later, the issue...