Freedom Day 2020
It’s been 28 years since I was struck in violence. What does that really mean?
So often people want to label us as something that may or may not apply. Far too many of us that have suffered at the hands of our abusers fall into what has the unfortunate label of “victim mentality.” Some of us fight so hard against that label that we become militant survivors. Some slip […]
I have never been a fan of Mr. Rogers but he shared something important back in 1986 or so. He would tell the story of how his mother helped him feel safe growing up. “Always look for the helpers,” she’d tell me. “There’s always someone who is trying to help.” It wasn’t until I had […]
A transformative night for me and I suspect for many of the attendees as well. There’s so much to share about this event. I’ll begin with some images. They do not do justice the energy that crackled throughout the park itself. I had hoped to have a high-quality video of my speaking but that didn’t […]
It’s not that I did anything “wrong” but learning to stop the old tapes of being told I was worthless (“you’re fat, ugly, and stupid”) takes time. I had to learn to forgive myself for not always being present as a mother, a friend, a teacher, or as a Priestess. I had to learn to […]
Every story needs some background. A place to put things into context. To accomplish this, I’m relying on posts from a failed blog attempt some years ago. Bear with me as I try to put some of the mosaics of my life in order to help make the forward movement make sense: It didn’t start […]