From the Occoquan Workhouse to Twerking

From the Occoquan Workhouse to Twerking

Once upon a time, feminism was a human rights movement delivered from the soul of woman and man alike. It was a clear-cut moral and social imperative and sheer common sense. Now the "F" word means rants on new feminism, embodied feminism, Miley Cyrus and rebranding....

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The Illusion of Perfection

Perfection is an illusion—an impossible ideal cooked up by the Devil. Okay maybe not the Devil. But most certainly it has been concocted by the ego—that amazing image of ourselves we project and try so hard to uphold. I’ve sought perfection all my life both inside...

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Food Insecurity

“Food insecurity.” That’s what we’re calling HUNGER now. Sounds like a psychological disease some pharmaceutical company should invent a pill for, doesn’t it? But could the mothers and fathers who can’t afford milk for their children afford pills to stave off the...

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Taking Care

Taking Care

I’m a feminist. I must be a feminist. Why else would I feel guilty admitting to my best friend that I’m finally at a place in life where I’m willing to let a man take care of me? GASP! Shock! Horror! Did I really say that? I did. And now I’m going to explain. It says...

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How Do I Best Support Myself?

Back when this symbol first made its way into American consciousness in 1938 if you asked somebody, "How do you support yourself?" there was no question about what you were asking them. “I work for the firm Pearson Hardman,” would come the proud answer. Or, "I work...

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A New Journey

Like the picture I shot on the Drakensberg Escarpment in South Africa, my life seems headed off a cliff into the unknown. The Source Intelligence I call I AM rose in me in December 2014 and shook me until everything I knew about the human ego and enlightenment (things...

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It’s August In Osage County Every Day

It’s August In Osage County Every Day

Holy Hannah. Can you spell d-y-s-f-u-n-c-t-i-o-n and m-i-s-e-r-y? I want to think the main characters in this movie are just cinematic creations—the vitriolic pill-popping Violet and her three daughters—tight-jawed, unforgiving Barbara, quietly wounded, faithful Ivy,...

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Into the Dark

Into the Dark

Google “darkness” and all sorts of sinister pictures show up. Of course, there’s always a point of light in the darkness—a candle, an open doorway filled with light—because without contrast there’d be no picture at all. If everything is light—if I don’t put something...

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