Or whatever…

Today I read that Donald Trump referred to the women who were trafficked by Epstein and other rich, powerful men like himself, as “victims or whatever…” And I was immediately drawn back to 10 years ago, when I heard a similar thing come out of my sister’s mouth, about this very blog, where I’ve written…Read more »

Not Strong

I am not strong. People tell me all the time that I am strong. Mostly, when people say this, they are referring to me in relationship to the things I have survived. But I have never understood the way we praise strength, especially when, what I know about strength, is that it’s simply what’s left…Read more »

Listening

I am in the process of spewing a torrent of navel-gazing thoughts when I feel a calm, still space in front of me. It is similar to sensing a pair of eyes on you and turning to see a bird watching, calmly perched, unruffled and uninterested in whether or not you see it. I slow…Read more »