What happens when a Dutiful Daughter grows up and gets married? If she has 1) internalized her strict upbringing, 2) through hardship had the playfulness wrung out of her, 3) learned to avoid criticism by suppressing her true feelings, ideas and opinions when necessary, and 4) converted to evangelicalism as a young teen, there’s really one obvious path for her: become a minister’s wife. So that’s what I did.
I don’t hate men. To the contrary, in general I quite like them. The funny thing is that, when I think about my own particular feminine wound, on balance, more of it has been inflicted by the women in my life than by men.
The phrase “the feminine wound” was coined by Sue Monk Kidd in her book, The Dance of the Dissident Daughter. …
Last but not least in this series about various modalities for healing through art is collage, about which I have written already. Honestly, I’ve been a little obsessed with it for the past year. Before that, I was into painting, but my detailed painting style meant that each one I did required many, many hours […]
The next two posts in this series on art and healing are two of the most accessible art media in the modern world. I remember the days when each photograph I took cost money in film, flash bulbs and developing/printing. And talk about delayed gratification! To save money, I used to send off my film by mail to be developed and mailed back to me, so it was weeks before I saw the results . . .
In the summer of 2016, on a whim, I answered an ad in which a young woman working on an art degree offered private art tutoring. A couple of times a month she came over for an afternoon and worked with me on drawing, then painting. Soon I was copying famous paintings, then attempting my […]
plastic tubs hauled out of the car
I’m pleased with the new buddleja, caladium and pentas
for which I trolled the garden center
finding secrets from a treasure hunt
can’t wait to get them in the ground
to see what grows, what blossoms
what will take root and become a feature
a fixture, a remember when I planted that?