Do You Hear Me, Dad?

Do You Hear Me, Dad?

“It is never too late to be what you might have been.” George Eliot I have published, pulled, re-posted, pulled again and re-posted this entry since writing it in a fit of passion last night.  Why?  Because I worried…is this too much personal...
Oppression and the Feminine

Oppression and the Feminine

Just had the opportunity to comment on a friend’s blog about women, oppression, and the Feminine.  I had to share this with you, and send you to her blog, where a lively and thoughtful conversation are going on.  Here was my input: “I find the silence that...
Compassion in Remembering

Compassion in Remembering

I’m currently experiencing the release of old body memory.  I’ve gone through phases of this at different times in my life since I began recovery work from childhood sexual violence at age 23.  Each time this happens, I am more awestruck by the healing process and the...
The Gift of Acknowledgement

The Gift of Acknowledgement

Have you ever noticed that when you are having a hard day and you are able to tell someone about your feelings without being judged, criticized or fixed, that you realize you feel soooooo much better? This is something I have been working with these last few years.  A...
I Woke Myself Up Laughing

I Woke Myself Up Laughing

8-2-04 journal entry Padre Island National Seashore, while on our 2-year family odyssey, www.berrytrip.us (Originally published in 2006 on www.liciaberry.com  “All is One, I is One”) I am starting to get it.  In the last few days, maybe even over the whole...