Call Me A Snowflake
I woke the other morning to a snowstorm outside my window. It was coming down in thick, chunky clumps, with nary a delicate snowflake to be found. I was reminded of something I had read, written by a person who equated those condemning the current administration to ‘snowflakes’. I had to think about that…
Naked and Unafraid
Just two days before a weeklong trip to Los Angeles, I learned that the housing I had arranged was no longer available. I then began a frenzied search to find a place to stay in one of the most popular tourist areas of California. I booked a room using an online rental service that I…
Love and Anger
I had a really bad experience recently. During a series of money hiccups, I called my bank’s customer service several times over the course of a week to straighten things out. An agent said to me, “Since Pascale is obviously a man’s name, I know you are committing fraud.” They put my accounts on a…
Mean, Inside or Out?
“Why are people so mean?” These words came from a young woman during a recent session. Her voice shook. It opened up a door at the base of my belly, releasing a noxious stream of memories: being ignored, betrayed, disregarded, disrespected, abused. I knew the answer. It could roll off my tongue…
A House Full of Women
Her name is Candace and she is pissed. Enraged, actually. She shares space with Wild-child Angela, Saintly Serena, and Mama. She doesn’t get much air time because the others have only disdain for her. But her presence marks nearly every moment. Candace has nothing but anger for the world and herself, directed at the men…