Courtship and Engagement | Part 1
What was it about this man who seemed to have eyes only for me but couldn’t get the words out of his mouth? Read the rest of this entry »
What was it about this man who seemed to have eyes only for me but couldn’t get the words out of his mouth? Read the rest of this entry »
Contempt – intrusive, ever-present, almost impossible to pin down. But that’s exactly why I need to talk about it.
After several false starts, Read the rest of this entry »
Nearly 30 years later, my heart still pounds loudly when I relive this event. It’s early fall 1985. I’ve been teaching theology to seminarians since fall 1983. I’ve agreed to make a presentation at an informal faculty gathering. Read the rest of this entry »
It’s out there. I published it. Why am I feeling so much more exposed now than I did when I wrote about my father? Or even the Shopkeeper? Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve never thought of Mother as my primary role model for relationships with men or with women. Yet she was precisely that, in ways my father never was.
About gatekeepers and me
Gatekeepers: The bosses. The men in charge. In my lifetime they’ve all been men.
Their words and attitudes could make or break a woman’s reputation. Read the rest of this entry »
I’m still thinking about my confused and confusing relationships with men. This story is about my Mother and me. It’s also about at least some of my troubling relationships with men. Read the rest of this entry »
I’m ready to revisit this haiku+poetry. It took a while….
carolina wren
peers into old beer bottle –
empty still
* * *
searching for myself
lost somewhere out there
in your eyes your smile
your listening ear
your approval your tenderness
your dream for me Read the rest of this entry »
That’s how I’d headline my teenage and young adult approach to making decisions. Safe, not sorry! I still carry remnants of this in me, even though I know nothing is necessarily safe, and there’s no guarantee I’ll never be sorry. Life isn’t safe; Read the rest of this entry »
Part 1 focused on my infatuation with a gifted young man. I can’t say I actually met him at the mission conference. He probably never knew my name. Yet I daydreamed about a possible future with him, Read the rest of this entry »