The Healing Power of Sharing

The Healing Power of Sharing

When I first started recovering memories from my abusive childhood, I had no idea what to do with them.  I felt like they were stuck somewhere inside of my body and that’s where they would stay.  I started journaling my memories and found it to be very helpful, but I...
The Mother That Never Was

The Mother That Never Was

I don’t write about my mother often.  Of all my dysfunctional childhood relationships, my experience with my mother is the most painful.  I believe that small children have a disproportionate need for the feminine nurturing energy.  When it’s not available, I think...
In Defense of Children

In Defense of Children

We underestimate children.  I have been reminded of this fact lately with so many seeking to discredit Dylan Farrow.  I am particularly bothered by the notion that at 7 years old, Dylan only said what her mother told her to say.  I find this incredibly hard to...
An Open Letter to Those Defending Woody Allen

An Open Letter to Those Defending Woody Allen

When I read the article by Dylan Farrow, I was shocked at her bravery, honesty and resiliency.  I was surprised at how she was willing to stand up against someone who is revered by our society as a talented artist.  However, I was more shocked by those who are willing...
All Kids Act That Way?

All Kids Act That Way?

I have yet to meet an honest mother who isn’t completely insecure about motherhood.  It is the hardest job on this planet.  Motherhood targets our triggers.  To put it a different way, it brings up everything that scares us to death.  For some of us, we are scared...