Let’s Be Honest: Your Body Issues Hurt Me Too

Although I wrote on this topic in 2013 for (a now defunct) imagirl.ca, I think it’s body-positive message is just as important today. That’s why I am re-posting it here (with minor updates) for those of you who might be looking at your friends, hating yourself by comparison. Imagine: You and your best girlfriend areContinue reading “Let’s Be Honest: Your Body Issues Hurt Me Too”

Having Read “She Said” by Jodi Kantor & Megan Twohey

It’s easy to get me riled up: just a headline will do it. So as someone prone to quick anger, and moreso disheartened by every headline passing her screen, I just couldn’t help but be drawn in by the begrudgingly difficult and careful drama of truth-telling put forth between the pages of She Said: aContinue reading “Having Read “She Said” by Jodi Kantor & Megan Twohey”

Community First, Movement Second: A Short Bio of Harsha Walia

“…the most important feature of powerful social movements, is an affirmation of community.” – From “Young, Brown and Proud: Personal purpose and political activism” by Harsha Walia Connection requires a crossing of boundaries. It requires seeing one thing in another without disturbance of difference: that old mean thing still snipping at the threads we THE PEOPLEContinue reading “Community First, Movement Second: A Short Bio of Harsha Walia”

Still Learning: Confronting Myself on ‘Naming the Unnamed’ Within

Sometimes, when something hurts me, it takes a while for me to feel it. I’m the kind that won’t even realize I’d been so affected until much later, years after, and at random.  Sometimes, what I’ve suppressed never comes to light at all. Usually this is because, “I don’t know where to put it.” SlowContinue reading “Still Learning: Confronting Myself on ‘Naming the Unnamed’ Within”

Clasping Hands with the “Women Who Named the Unnamed”

May I ask you a question, imagined reader? Who do you think of – who pops into your mind first – when you imagine a woman in your life who has ‘named the unnamed’? Who has stood up in the face of being told to stay quiet only to say simply, I won’t? When asking myselfContinue reading “Clasping Hands with the “Women Who Named the Unnamed””