Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
This is the story of how my life changed when I discovered that my vagina is an entity unto itself. My personal experiences have lead me to believe that it can be dangerous to be a woman. Welcome to my version of The Vagina Monologues. Everyone has the journey of a Read more
“Courage is turning toward hard truth, not turning away.” This quote appeared last week on the Facebook page of Brené Brown, popular author, and speaker on vulnerability, courage, and shame. Brown is a scheduled speaker at the tenth annual Conscious Capitalism CEO Summit, October 18–20 in Austin, Texas. I commented Read more
She dresses tonight in a red-dyed shirt. Gauzy fabric brushes her shoulders Cool, sexy, and perfect for a summer party. She recalls when it was white: Dancing, moonlight, kissing, wine. “He’s so nice,” they said. But the Sangria stains on her white shirt said something else. Meanwhile she said nothing. Read more
Daddy always said, don’t start fights. He said, if I hear you’ve been starting fights at school you’re going to be in big trouble, little miss. Daddy always said, don’t start fights, but if someone starts with you; he said, if someone lays hands on you – Daddy always said, Read more
I sit and wait in a coffee shop. My notepad perfectly prepared for a meeting that I’ve arranged. A meeting to discuss a film project with a girl who is fourteen, and her mother. They arrive, and we all shake hands. I invite them to my table. So far, we Read more
I’m a feminist, but I’m growing shy about saying that. I have a lot of friends who are survivors of abuse and sexual trauma. I spend a lot of time advocating for and supporting them and others like them. Many of these survivors demonstrate very deep trust in me. Because Read more
Every time I hear about a celebrity behaving badly, I have a great struggle. A good friend of mine does a lot of set and prop work for movies and TV shows. He has encountered a large number of celebrities and has a very low opinion of most of them Read more
The man in line behind us at the grocery store told my 11-year-old daughter that she had beautiful blue eyes like her mother. It was probably a very innocent compliment. But my heart started racing. All I wanted was to pay for our groceries and get my daughter away from Read more