“Oh Lordy Lordy.” That is what my mother might have said. Were she alive today, she would be 102. She was born before women had suffrage in the U.S. I’ve been looking for a phrase that is tame enough to not offend, but that anyone who knows me will know I am turning something on […]
The Trump Effect, PTSD, and the Dixie Chicks
Today is first time in many months that I am not being overwhelmed by every political ad, statement, or interview I see or hear. I now understand why I have been so down these last few months. The aha moment of realizing exactly what was upsetting me did not take the pain, confusion, or sadness […]
History Between Harvest and Hunter's Moon
Welcome to the witchy, bitchy month of October! Witchy? Yes. In the U.S., the lead-up to Halloween is huge business-wise and excitement-wise for the young and young at heart. But witches are often considered to be female and bad. This “women = X is bad” must be rejected. There is so much women’s history and […]
Connecting Autumn Memories
I do not like the label Münchausen Syndrome by Proxy. It conveys no meaning in and of itself. The label routinely began to be applied to a type of medical child abuse in families the late 1970s. The catchy descriptive phrase was used by the British physician, Dr. Roy Meadows, to capture the wild tale […]
Reorganizing My Brain
Word of advice: don’t change your business model when rearranging your personal life. And if you do, keep changing structures in mind.
New WLP Section Coming Soon
Only a few of you know that I endured a childhood filled with medical abuse that must have arisen from a factitious disorder from which my mother suffered. The situation is now colloquially referred to as Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy. I have written about my experience for the last thirteen years, during which time I finally put all the pieces […]