A Voice of One’s Own

A Voice of One’s Own

How many of you have read Virginia Woolf’s A Room of One’s Own? It’s a classic in feminist literature. Yet, if you know about Virginia’s life, she definitely had a voice of her own but she didn’t have the cultural and personal support to heal from her trauma. I wrote...
A Voice of One’s Own

Mother-ing

Because my mother died when I was just seven years old (became very ill when I was two), I’ve actually explored what mothering is from an experience of the absence of the physical mother. There have been profound gifts I’ve gained from this. And, of...
International Women’s Day

International Women’s Day

It’s International Women’s Day today, March 8. (Every other day is International Men’s Day.) The photo above is me cooling off in a fountain in DC while demonstrating for the ERA ratification. It’s still not ratified, by the way. We need to see the patriarchal...

Who Gets to Be Visible?

When I was moving out of my house in Iowa recently, I was fortunate to find a wonderful man to help me take things to the dump to recycle that I couldn’t lift myself. As we drove past his sister’s house, he told me that she paints. He said that her house is filled...
A Voice of One’s Own

2026: The Trail Behind, the Path Ahead

I’ve spent the last ten days doing nothing. When we do nothing, we are able to drop down, to listen lowly. I’ve been doing that, which I suppose is not nothing.  And since I’ve just moved locations 700 miles east back to the Appalachians, I’ve also been tracing my...