Learning Compassion

As a little girl I was taught that I existed for one purpose only and that was to serve men. I was born in servitude to a male God, my father, the men in my community and eventually my husband.  This standard of women as second rate citizens was justified by the teachings of the religion upon which … Continue reading Learning Compassion

Authentically Me

From the time I was very young, the age of four to be exact, I knew I was different. I was torn by my desires to be myself and my desires to be accepted. I was frustrated by not wanting to be what my parents and my leaders, expected me to be and yet wanting their approval of me. It … Continue reading Authentically Me

May Day

When I was young and the community was in its infancy we celebrated May Day with great exuberance.  It was a celebration of spring and a welcoming of the sun and longer, warmer days.  The tetherball pole that stood on the church/school playground was transformed into a May Pole. Children were hand selected to participate in decorating the May … Continue reading May Day