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The blog includes articles I have written over the last few years, as well as a weekly post where I share what’s on my mind, even if it’s an undeveloped idea that popped up when I was stirring a vat of cheese!

Colors of Pride: History Shame, Respair

Last week we went to see the museum exhibit of Monet in Venice. It was beautiful, all the soft muted colors of water lilies and more. I do love the gentle pastel

Fathers’ Day: Depression, Transition to Parenthood, Re-Experiencing

Although our mom started the reminders about her Mother’s Day wishes at least a month in advance of the day, Father’s Day was never much of a “thing” in our family. As

Staying the Course: History, Healing, Self Image

In 1996, The Vagina Monologues first appeared in San Francisco. It was an amazing work of theater, combining some of my most passionate interests: trauma, politics and art. It was a brilliant

George Floyd, Six Years Later – Remembering, Reliving, Forgetting, Forgiving

On May 25, it will be six years since the tragic murder of George Floyd. It seems like just a flash moment since I wrote my blog marking the one-year anniversary. “Pandemic

Thoughts About Violence: Protectors, Maximum Security, Shame

My first real love was a “bad-ass.” He was, wildly good-looking, European and chain-smoked “Gitanes” which were very strong, unfiltered cigarettes. When he moved out of the apartment we shared for 10

Hope to Change: Shock, Hope, Grief

One of these rainy nights, I happened to hear an interview with a woman I had not heard of, named Annabelle Gurwitch, an actress, activist and author. With wry humor and comedic

Contradictions: Heroism, Sexual Abuse, Reconciliation

When I started college in 1973, it was a time of great political and social ferment in the US, and in a lot of other places too. I barely had time for

Body of Knowledge: War, Emotion, Attachment

Since time immemorial I have had a complex relationship with my body. By age 11, I was in the grip of what I later came to learn was anorexia, a baffling interplay

Friendship Matters: Dreams, Friendship-Wreck, Janina

As far back as I can remember, I longed for a best friend. I guess a best friend represented the equivalent of a beloved partner or even parent who placed me first

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