Nan wanted to see “the real Medusa” which is on the cover of her new book. She met the artist for the first time and fell in love with the sculpture. She bought it on the spot, and it is now in Nan’s livingroom. The artist is Sarah Love, 24. The photo was taken at their meeting at McDonald’s in Nelsonville, Ohio.
nutrients that will alleviate acne, stretch marks, scars, and wrinkles.
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I learned something about myself the other day, while reading my journal entries from 1947 (that’s 69 years ago). We had a “maid/babysitter” named Georgia who was pleasant and had a good sense of humor and whose favorite radio program was Arthur Godfrey (and all the little Godfreys). I had always felt a little proud of myself for correcting her when she said one day she would cook at my wedding. I recalled saying that one day she would dance at my wedding, and her laughing response, “Wouldn’t that be something.” What I found I had written at the time was that I had corrected her saying she would dance at my wedding and my replying that she would cook at my wedding. In both instances she laughed and said, “Wouldn’t that be something.” I do remember for sure, however, that when her elderly husband died she had to borrow a few dollars from my father. I remember thinking how unfeeling he was to begrudge the loan and that we never saw Georgia again, nor of course the money. She was a positive light from my childhood, and we were so poor she couldn’t have been making much money working for us. I did recognize a paucity of compassion from my father. I think I always knew that Black Lives Do Matter.
…she takes her tea into the bathroom, turns on the bright lights and then, slowly raises her eyes to the mirror, literally holding onto the seat. She breathes deeply to center herself, forces a little smile and in the process sees Elizabeth’s very white, well-tended teeth.
That’s me in there!…
Amber turns her head slowly back and forth several times in the mirror, then just as slowly up and down. She makes faces, then emulates all the emotions she can think of. She makes an angry face, a menacng face, a scared one, pouty, sad and puzzled. The puzzled face lingers. She knows that genes affect personality. What will that mean in her case?…
Feeling her way through Elizabeth’s body is like trying to fit into clothing tailored for someone else. Here and there she is restricted, and at other places fails to fill out the material…
I am in the process of changing the title Shattered Boundaries to The Swap, and have added a final chapter. In process.
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HVN England Release Position Statement on DSM 5
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The Hearing Voices Network in England has issued a position statement on DSM 5 and the wide issue of psychiatric diagnoses following last week’s debate on the need for a new paradigm in mental health services, reported largely as a ‘turf war’ between psychiatry and psychology. Concerned that this debate can all too easily sound ‘academic’ and miss the voices of the very people these systems impact upon – those diagnosed with mental health problems – HVN are taking the debate back to the people.
“We believe that people with lived experience of diagnosis must be at the heart of any discussions about alternatives to the current system.”
Jacqui Dillon, Hearing Voices Network, Chair.
In their statement, the Hearing Voices Network (HVN) state that psychiatric diagnoses are both scientifically unsound and can have damaging consequences. HVN suggest that asking ‘what’s happened to you?’ is more useful than ‘what’s wrong with you?’.
Concerned that essential funds are being wasted on expensive and futile genetic research, they call for the redirection of funds to address the societal problems known to lead to mental health problems and provide the holistic support necessary for recovery.
This is part of a growing, international movement by survivors of the psychiatric system who are questioning the adequacy of a biomedical model to make sense of and respond to madness and distress.
For more information, see:
www.mindfreedom.org
http://psychdiagnosis.weebly.com
www.madinamerica.com
www.occupypsychiatry.net
www.youtube.com/openparadigmproject
HVN invites people with lived experience of diagnosis and their supporters to engage in a discussion about the issues and help plan a way forwards.
“People who use services are the true experts on how those services could be developed and delivered; they are the ones that know exactly what they need, what works well and what improvements need to be made. This is not just an academic or professional issue – it’s one that affects our lives.”
Jacqui Dillon, Hearing Voices Network, Chair
To read the position statement, see:
www.hearing-voices.org/about-us/position-statement-on-dsm-5
In 1933, Carl Jung was asked by a physician to interpret the dream of a patient, without any information about him other than the following dream:
Someone beside me kept asking me something about oiling some machinery. Milk was suggested as the best lubricant. Apparently I thought that oozy slime was preferable. Then, a pond was drained and amid the slime there were two extinct animals. One was a minute mastodon. I forget what the other one was.
Jung correctly diagnosed this patient as having an organic problem–a blockage of of the cerebro-spinal fluid, probably due to a tumor. Although few of us would recognize the source of the dreamer’s physical problem, everyone is capable of observing the dream image of a malfunctioning machine in need of lubrication. (Reference to follow when I re-access it).
Years ago I belonged to the French Art Colony in Gallipolis, Ohio. We had a one-sentence prompt for our next meeting. On my way to work every day I drove by signs that made unfavorable statements about a resident. I wrote my poem about him and posted it on my very first blog. Soon my son told me a female had found him on the internet and she wanted to talk to me, would he give her my address?
Turns out she was related to the man in the signs, and he was dead now. She just wanted me to know that he had a good, kind, loving side to him. She also said she travels the same route to and from work as I do. All of which seemed pretty serendipitious. The “prompt,” by the way, was “Such are our braided lives.”
Frack Off! – dVerse Poetics
FREYATHEWRITER
– Frack Off! –What the frack are you all doing,
stomping through our field?
Shaking up the ground boys,
to extract what shale will yield.
But can’t you see we’re ripening,
until we’ve reached our best?
Sorry guys, the future’s ours,
there is no time to rest.
You’ve got to wait, the season’s here,
the farmer needs his crop.
Shut your mouth, behave yourselves!
There’s no way we will stop.
Pumpkins, squash and turnips too,
for decades we’ve grown here.
Times they change, that’s how it is,
the law is very clear.
Power and might are on your side,
for now at least, it’s true.
But Mother Nature will fight back,
and first, she’ll come for you.
You’re going too far, you’ve lost the plot –
money has turned your head.
Filthy lucre’s not all that.
Especially
when
you’re
dead.
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