Acts of violence prevail in our modern society. Violence against children, against women, and against men. The perpetrators? Primarily men. On whom does the conversation focus? Primarily on the victims. Things aren't getting better. It's time to change the conversation. It's time to reject silence and change the language of violence. Watch this very important… Continue reading Rejecting silence: Changing the language of violence
The Facebook status read:“Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah and as I try to look at the big picture through a small window, blah, blah, blah, blah…”Okay, so there were no “blahs” and I am paraphrasing and leaving out the context, but putting it in context made no difference. I read it again. I even tilted… Continue reading The implication of your inference: The problem with written communication & perception
Life is hard, right? There’s so much happening that our to-do lists never seem to end. Scratch one item, add another. We also have countless choices in what to be. Long gone are the days when you found a job and retired from it 30+ years later. All of it can overwhelm us into a… Continue reading Excuses, excuses: The problem with “It is what it is” and “That’s just how I am”
It’s 2:00 a.m. and I’m still awake. I’m so tired that I can’t stop yawning, and with each yawn, tears form—yet, sleep won’t come. The digital alarm clock teases me, its glow saying, “If you fall asleep now you’ll get four hours of sleep.” I try again and after tossing and turning for 30 minutes I… Continue reading The Insomniac Club: For the few, the proud, the sleepy
A young lady in her 20s recently told me about a situation she encountered with a young man who was trying to ‘talk’ to her. He had offered to take her out and as part of that offer he included a night in a hotel room. She was perplexed; a hotel room on a first… Continue reading The winners and losers of The Sexual Revolution
Okay, so back to my beauty post of last week. I really wasn't ready to continue it because my thoughts on the matter are so many and sooo not organized, but maybe the totality of them require multiple posts. Besides, I just saw something on my Facebook news feed that has me on a rant… Continue reading Ladies, let’s stop looking for our reflection in the media. They are not our mirror!
Reflected in his eyes: my beauty. His gaze, intense, as it softly strokes my hair, lightly kisses my lips, buries itself in the depths of my soul as it worships my breasts. I feel its caresses as it navigates my curves, explores all of me, before finding my center, craving its taste, yearning to dwell… Continue reading My beauty