Sinking into it…

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…

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…