I’ve spent a lot of time talking with women about their bodies. How they move them. What they can do with them. How they want to feel inside them. How connected they feel to their own bodies. The last one generally leaves women stumped. They don’t feel, nor do they want to feel, connected to…
Category: Feminism
Getting Cliterate
An article I wrote in 2019 for a client. I started this project with the intention of writing a blog expressing frustration at how Australian schools don’t include information about the clitoris in sex education. As I began to research the topic, I realised I was the one lacking in education. At the age of…
The (Wo)Man in the Arena
I recently watched Brene Brown’s Netflix special – Call to Courage. Twice. Once on my own, with a few tears and goosebumps and a second time with three of my treasured girl-friends. I’m not sure what category her show fits in to – comedy, drama, self-help, documentary? However, it is essential viewing for anyone on…
Not Brave
Bravery is the state of showing mental or moral strength to face danger, fear, or difficulty. It brings to mind images of firefighters, cancer survivors, our armed forces, those who have stood against tyranny or abuse. Heroes. Legends. Warriors. What it does not bring to mind, is a picture of me, or anyone else, in…
Rewriting Your Story
The New Year lends itself to a ‘reset’ in many people’s lives. New year resolutions, reboots, challenges, audits, bucket lists, intention setting. It is a time to evaluate the past year and determine whether you want to implement a few changes for the coming year. Tomorrow night I’m attending a ceremony to mark this transition…
Shame
Some of my best pondering is done while hanging out the washing. I don’t know why, but there is something in the repetitive action of pegging clothes that gets me introspective and frequently triggers motivation for writing something. Today, as I hung out some of the never-ending laundry pile, I was thinking about body image…
For My Daughter
I’ve had a nostalgic morning browsing through tubs of old photos. I’ve always been known as that one who takes endless photos. Even before digital cameras, I was constantly snapping away, large chunks of my money spent on developing film, only to discover that you had just 3 decent photos out of a roll of…
Cossie Confidence
A few years ago, posting a picture like this would not have been possible. In fact, no pictures like this exist of me from a few years ago. They were instantly deleted before anyone could see them. The idea of sharing a photo of me in swimwear, showing all the perceived flaws of my body…
Welcome Aunt Flo
I’m reading Ellen Briggs and Mandy Nolan’s book Women Like Us and had a laugh out loud moment at Mandy’s period soaked pad on the basketball court story. You’ll have to read the book to get the full details – order it here 😊 Every woman I know has a mortifying tale to tell about…
You Do You Boo
I’m sitting high above the world today in one of my favourite places to retreat to, Montville near the Glasshouse Mountains. My son is having a Zookeeper experience at Australia Zoo and so I’ve got 5 hours all alone to wander these quaint streets and write with a spectacular view. I’ve been ruminating on a…
Tatia Power 