Here is to the thousand conversations women have about being a mother. Or maybe a million conversations. We explore, heal, learn and commune alot through our sharing. I have been a mother for 21 years now and talking to women openly about the journey of being a mother and the single mother and money piece…
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On the 1/9/2010 The removalists came and moved my stuff to a little cottage on an acreage farm complete with dogs, cats and a horse. It was the first day of the rest of my life and I knew it in my bones. I was both excited and terrified with two small children in the mix,…
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Over the years through my own experience, being with other mothers, observations of the social structure of motherhood and joining the dots through education, I have become entirely suspicious of the concept and construct of Motherhood. I consider it a MOTHERHOOD INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX with the sole purpose to perpetuate the moralised suppression of women as…
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Nothing like working through and creating a powerful and equitable parenting plan for a client to make me need a strong drink. Pity I am having an alcohol free year. I am gonna need a strong chai instead with extra spice to help me relax. Still got to finalise the draft. It takes a lot…
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Libresse ‘Viva La Vulva’ from Soundtree Music on Vimeo.
I longed for a child whom I talked to in my dreams, singing funk and jazz all Sugar Lee. She did not come through the rolling door. It was late and the joint was shut. All the seed had been spent in another’s womb. I look at the bare skin on my arm where I…
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It may be the theme of the middle of winter or it could be a continual underground river of conversation that has gone un-listened to. Woman are TIRED. and I am not talking about a little lack of sleep. Women are tired all the way down to the bone. Tired of pushing, of the…
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One of the deepest woundings a woman can experience as a mother, from her partner/ husband/… the father of her children or the father of his children whom she has raised as her own, is when the child turns a certain age, be it 3 or 4 or school age and there are more hours…
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I don’t want to be a mother today. Is that so bad to say? Will they take my children away if I admit that for today I don’t want to be a mother? Will they be taken away and given to a better mother who will make sure they eat their greens? Will I be…
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I feel a witch hunt brewing. Tuck your brooms away. Close ranks and send the owls out to prey. Stay in bed all day and don’t speak to strangers. Latch the door. Heresy is knocking pointing fingers. Don’t tell them you are communing, passing star seeded apples. Wait out the storm of scare mongering…
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