TOP of My Mind

30 March 2023

23S week 4: Feminism's Gains at Risk: Stemming the Tide


Focus —Barbara Villandry

Barbara began her career working for Shawmut Bank, first in operations and then in Human Resources handling employee communications and activities.  Shawmut awarded Barbara a scholarship to Simmons College to attend a specially designed undergraduate management program sponsored by the National Association of Banking Women.  She continued at Simmons earning her Master’s degree in Communications Management.

     Barbara moved to academia when she became Assistant Director of her graduate program at Simmons College.  From there, she became Chair of the Communications Programs at Hesser College in Manchester, NH where she developed and managed a program in radio and television broadcasting, and a program in public relations. 

    Her home and garden have been her salvation during the pandemic where she has quarantined with her husband and pet poodle.  

CHANGES I’VE SEEN FOR WOMEN IN MY LIFETIME

    I’m hoping you will bear with me as I spend some time walking down my own memory lane.   I’ve been asked to talk about the changes I’ve seen happening for women in my lifetime.  I grew up in the 50s when there was an expectation that little girls would play with dolls and have imaginary tea parties.  I had a miniature porcelain tea set my grandmother gave me.  I loved it when she explained all the conventions of socializing while we would pretend to sip tea.  I cherished those moments, but when I was in my own house, I loved playing cops and robbers and cowboys and Indians with the boy next door in his basement.  I don’t know how many other little girls did that.   I never had girlfriends as confidants.  My mom tried to get me interested in dolls, but that really wasn’t my thing.  Finally, she settled on buying  me “storybook” dolls that were exquisitely costumed dolls designed for display.  I kept them in a cupboard high above my closet and they only came out when someone special came to visit like my cousins.  Other than that, I could be found outside hanging upside down off the bars of the swing set and walking the top of our fence with the boy next door.  

     When our family met for a family dinner at the country club, I had beautiful dresses that I loved to wear.  I understood that when the family was in public, I was expected to be well behaved, and I always acted like a young lady should.  My mom worked six days a week in her father’s jewelry store.  I knew that all of my friends’ moms didn’t work, but I never gave that much thought.  Fast forward to today’s world when I bought my great niece a tea set that I have yet to give her.  I have no idea if in today’s world that is an appropriate gift for a little girl.  I definitely haven’t bought her a doll for fear of pushing her into a stereotype of what a little girl should be interested in.  Last summer, I was truly astonished when my nephew sent me a video of his three-year old boy and five-year old girl riding bucking lambs at the annual rodeo….  Without living in proximity to these kids, buying gifts is a guessing game.

     In middle school, I had a girlfriend who was desperately ill once a month when she got her period.  The nurse wouldn’t allow her to go home.  She had to hang in for the whole day when she needed to be in bed.  My guess is that wouldn’t happen today, and if it did, the nurse and administration would be answering to my friend’s parents and perhaps a lawyer.

     In high school, girls had bouffant hairdos.  They would attempt to sleep with their hair wrapped around giant curlers.  I can’t imagine any girl doing that today.  The girls in high school were all required to wear dresses and nylons.  This was before pantyhose, so these were individual nylons with seams going up the back that were held up by a garter strap or a girdle.  So comfortable!  A couple of years later I was back home visiting an instructor at the high school, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.  The girls were wearing pants and the guys were wearing colorful print shirts.  That was a bit difficult to wrap my mind around.  It looked more comfortable, but it was a major shift of expectations.

    In college, I attended an evening lecture of a visiting poet.  I was enjoying the lecture when I realized that I had to walk out so I could make my dorm’s 10:00 curfew.  The guys remained to hear the end of the lecture.  At the time I thought that this was so unfair.

     Then there was the time when I accompanied two of my housemothers to dinner.  Yes, housemothers were a part of my college experience!  A female student joined us who was a law student.  I was intrigued that she was training to be a lawyer, but it never occurred to me that I could go to law school.  I had a subscription for The Congressional Record delivered to me at school, but I couldn’t make the leap to think that I could become a lawyer.  When I reflect on that at this age, I’m stunned.  What I did instead was come to Boston to train as a court reporter.  

     The school recommended that I stay at the Franklin Square House, a women’s residence in Roxbury.  When I arrived with my foot locker and suitcase, they put me in a tiny long room that was so much smaller than the single I’d had in college.  Then, I learned that they had a 10:00 curfew.  I was beside myself.  Not that I was planning to close all the bars in Boston every night, but I have never done well with arbitrary rules.  There was a new YWCA residence opening on Clarendon Street in Boston.  I reserved a room, turned up at the desk of the Franklin Square House with my trunk and suitcase, and told them I was leaving!  I took a cab to the new YWCA where a lovely room was awaiting me, and where there were no curfews.  It was eight blocks from my court reporting school, and on a good day, I could walk there.  Later I made friends with a woman who was at The Franklin Square House at that time.  She was amazed the staff just let me leave.  My guess is that I looked older and professional, and they didn’t think I was a student. 

     I never became a court reporter.  I was working at Shawmut Bank in operations and the bank kept promoting me.  My husband and I were married in 1968.  It never occurred to me to keep my maiden name.  That idea gathered momentum a few years later.  There was one officer at the bank, however, whose wife insisted that he take her name.  I never could quite wrap my mind around that.  Today, I’m coming to terms with the fact that “husband” and “wife” seem to be terms that are passe, replaced by the term “partner,” which I always thought was only used by gay couples.  Sometimes it’s hard to keep up with all these changes.

    Around 1979, there were many more young women college graduates hired at the bank into jobs that had never before been filled by women.  One of the things that struck me was they were all dressing in the same pinstriped suit with the required silk tie at the collar.  They were attempting to look like their male counterparts.  The fact that none of these women seemed to have any sense of style made me a bit nuts.  Somewhere in the mid-80s, one of the female banking officers became pregnant and was going to take maternity leave.  She was one of the few women Vice Presidents.  The bank administration was in a dither thinking that she couldn’t hold onto her VP title if she wasn’t working full time.  They did come to their senses and allowed her to keep her title.  She had her baby and returned to have a very successful banking career that included bringing in a lot of money for the banking division.

     About that same time, I went to a conference at Harvard that was centered on family and children.  It was the first session of the afternoon and I did a double take thinking that I’d misheard the speaker.  He was predicting a phenomenal increase in single heads of households.  He was chronicling what turned out to be a major cultural shift.  More women were choosing to have children without marrying the father, or were marrying the father but were not staying in the marriage.  And there were more women and men who were choosing not to marry or to have children.  

     I think back to a month before my high school graduation when all the female graduating high school seniors were invited to an event sponsored by the Association of University Women.  The soon to be high school graduates showed up all dressed in heels wearing hats and gloves that matched their outfits.  I’m sitting there listening to one of these speakers tell the audience there is an order for living our lives.  We should go to college, find a husband, marry, and have children.  I remember wanting to get up and walk out.  It wasn’t that I had other plans, but I thought it was extraordinarily presumptuous for this woman to tell us how we should live our lives.  I can’t imagine her horror as she watched the American social order turn upside down two decades later.

     The birth control pill came on the market in 1960, and for the first time, women had access to a reliable form of birth control.  The 1960s was labeled the decade of the sexual revolution.  Free love was talked about a lot, and Haight Ashbury in San Francisco was identified as the center of the counterculture.  That didn’t impact me.  I was a traditional college student for less than a year in Montana in 1963.  I was in Boston in 1966 training to be a court reporter and working at the bank.  I was married in 1968.  Having said that, the pill was what I was using for birth control until 1979 when I had my tubes tied.  Unlike a lot of women, I didn’t seem to have a ticking biological clock.  The one time I thought about having a child I asked my husband if he would come with me into the delivery room, a practice that was just gaining steam.  He said “no,” and I said, ”Well, that’s the end of that idea!”  

     My pilot undergraduate degree at Simmons consisted of banking women whose banks gave them fellowships to attend this special program to earn their degree.  Almost all of them deferred having children until they were older, some in their 40s.  When I was 24, I had a gyn tell me to have my children in my 20s when I had the energy to keep up with them.  I’ve thought that having children when you are older makes you a different kind of mother.  From my vantage point, it looks to me like my classmates have been very successful in their roles as moms.  My guess is there are tradeoffs between having children when you are younger versus when you are older.  I’d love to see the research on this phenomenon.

     At one of Simmons Leadership Conferences, I listened to Whoopie Goldberg who had just come from a women’s march on Washington.  She talked about bringing a coat hanger to show her young D.C. audience as a way of reminding them what women used to do to abort an unwanted fetus before Roe vs Wade was law.  Today I watch the news coverage of how difficult some states are making it for women to have an abortion since Roe versus Wade has been overturned.  I can’t help thinking that some of these states’ legislators might as well join the Taliban.  It seems to me that subjugating women to their rules, no matter how restrictive, is right up their alley.  

     One of the culture shifts that I’m still coming to terms with is the husband who stays at home and takes care of the kids while his wife works.  In my neighborhood I see men wheeling baby carriages on my street during the day taking the baby out for some fresh air.  Trust me, when I was growing up, there was never a man wheeling a baby carriage down the street.  In a different time, however, I think my parents might have adapted that model if it had been acceptable.  My dad had wonderful parenting skills and my mom had no interest in that at all.

     When my husband and I were first dating in Boston, we’d gotten into an argument, and he pushed me which frightened me.  I went to the police department to see if they could help.  I’m not sure what I expected them to do.  That was a really bad idea.  Their policy was not to get involved in domestic disputes, and I was quickly rushed out of the department and back out onto the street.  Today if I went to the police, they would be required to listen and follow up.  That’s a huge change because a woman’s voice is finally heard.

     Lauren is a childhood friend who wrote Jane Fonda and told her she admired her and wanted to work for her.  Jane hired her to find scripts that her production company could produce.  Because of Fonda’s connections in Hollywood, she was one of the first women to form her own production company.  After five years working for Jane, Lauren formed her own production company which successfully produced three films.  That was possible, although not easy, because women were just beginning to get a foot in the door doing jobs that had always been the province of men.

     Lore Anne is a high school friend who after her freshman year at MIT was told by her father that he wasn’t paying this kind of money for her to earn Cs.  Her dad made her transfer to Montana State University to complete her undergraduate degree.  She completed her PhD at BU, and went on to be one of the first women to head up a division at NIH.  She has two accomplished daughters, one of whom is an oncologist specializing in brain cancer at Einstein.  That would have been a career that was unthinkable for a girl when her mom and I were in high school.  

     So yes, I have seen lots of things change for women, and I’ve had many of my own expectations drastically altered.  And as encouraging as these changes have been, I’ve also been distressed to see the backlash created by folks who want things to be the way they always were.  The speed of change may depend on your perspective.  For a lot of us, these changes have been very slow in coming, but for some, they have come too fast to accept and to embrace.

Click here to hear Barb's talk.



Linda Ai-Yun Liu, PhD

Linda Ai-Yun Liu is a Lecturer of Sociology in the College of Liberal Arts at the University of Massachusetts Boston. She teaches and writes about feminisms, neoliberalism, cultural studies, and film and media studies. Her work has been published in Camera Obscura: Feminism, Culture, and Media Studies, and New Review of Film and Television Studies. She serves on the Executive Committee of the Faculty Staff Union at UMass Boston and is active in labor struggles to improve higher ed working conditions. She lives in Dorchester with her partner Joe, baby daughter Lila, and cat Hermes.

Click here to hear Linda Liu's lecture.


References:

Talk at UMass Boston  "Armed Conflict, Gender and the Rights of Nature": Dr. Keina Yoshida, International Human Rights Lawyer  on Thursday 30th March 2023.  (Possible speaker for WE)

Interesting article about expectations for women to do emotional labor work in the workplace: https://www.theguardian.com/society/2023/mar/27/emotional-labor-work-women-career-gender


     

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23 March 2023

23S week 3: Nurturing Your Spiritual Self

 

Focus: Ival Stratford Kovner
Click here to hear Ival's focus talk.

 Spirituality, Shekhinah Reflection


When I consider WomenExplore, I always recall with such a memorable sensation of a clear communal experience the day I spoke to this group in the Democracy Center.

Today I would dare to call this the presence of the “Shekhinah” within our group consciousness.   


 What would allow description when words tend to mute the actual experience? 


 I shared my Torah portion from my adult Bat Mitzvah wrapped in my tallit. 

For me, chanting Hebraic verses among others gathered  summons the Shekhinah.


I might further describe the Shekhinah’s presence as preventing panic and high tension in  near death situation.   Why was the shared glance towards one another so supportive and calming as a 7.1 earthquake struck Anchorage Alaska and we were ten stories above the street? 


Neither of us uttered any words.  I believe this was the Shekhinah in action.  

A sense of security filled the room in those moments.  


It was not an “ungodly” hour – it was our hour to find verify belief.  


Can the Shekhinah be experienced not within a communal experience?  

May Shekhinah intervene at other times? 

I burrowed down through exactly fifty years of time passing and  discovered another example. 


The Shekhinah was revealed in one split second as I was uninjured in a potentially horrific accident. 


The eight bicyclists who were struck and killed in New York City reminded me of the force of vehicles encountering bikes.  The terrorist was in court for sentencing recently.


We watched in Manhattan on Halloween, and cancelled trick or treating with our granddaughter – this had been her birthday. We hid the news from her and her younger brother – deciding to simply enjoy cake together.  


Had divine Shekhinah intervened, ever present, as a force pushing me away from certain injury and death?


Hearing Brandon Tsay recount his memory of an encounter with an armed gunman – had he felt the same push? 

I wish we’d gather all the “Go Brandon” shirts – whatever hideous message is conveyed in its reach – and add “TSAY” – on the bottom of the shirt. 


Shekhinah

Ival Stratford Kovner, MS, MFA


Group consciousness may be felt

Encountered one by one

Within expressive, knowing eyes

Words shift, now we are nonverbal 

A rare otherness sensed

Name such moments,  Shekhinah ?


Consider Women Explore gatherings

Recall a memorable sensation

A clear communal experience

A shared communal wave

Dare to call this presence

The Shekhinah? 


How may words in each Focus

Convey a muted, transcended

Experience encased in memory.

Once I stood wrapped up in my tallit 

Chanting the tropes of antiquity

Shekhinah summoned in such actions.


Can we find the same presence

Locked within a couple’s eyes

As an earthquake rocked earth

One long moment they glance eternity

Husband, wife sharing mutual gaze,   

Securely safe,  wrapped in Shekhinah.


We know other scriptures describe

Miraculous visions of burning

Tongues descending down,

Upon disciples conveying knowledge

As eyes gaze in unison upward

Holy Ghost, Spirit, Shekhinah?


Evening mists descended a decade

Ago, December fourteenth, reporters

Whispered behind nearby sound trucks,   

A gurgling brook beneath foot bridge

Echoed loss here in Sandy Hook, 

Witnessing this palpable wail, Shekhinah.   


Small stuffed animals stood guard

As sentinels for the souls of children  

Echoes of communal loss, disbelief 

Hovered within darkness of night 

Damp night air hung thick with sorrow, 

Shrouded, Shekhinah wept.


Naming the mysterious warrants

Set limits, since sages caution

Study not mystery until decades

Of life pass, then bear witness

Search and recognize the mystery

Is this presence, Shekhinah?


Half century earlier in Central Square

A fast moving car careened towards

Me, straddling a half crossed street

On my bike. A miraculous nudge felt,   

I fell distant, avoiding being crushed 

Beneath the mangled bike, Shekhinah?


Can instant transcendence be noted 

As Brandon Tsay saw his last moments

On earth, then he sensed a tug and

Enabled, he tackled the gunman

Had Shekhinah intervened?


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Let me share far more eloquent words written by

Rabbi Jill Hammer

 

The feminine image in Kabbalah

where Jewish mystics explored and extolled 

Feminine Aspects of the Divine:


Stepping through moments of creation

Shekhinah deepens her relationship  earth.

Spiraling through time, born within earth

She encounters change with each of us

We are shown the work of return

Repairing the world, through our actions.


Shekhinah also shelters within

Sacred places on the earth

Find protection within her wings.

Birthing the light, she kindles 

The fires of faith in the Divine

Offers strength in mortals.


She is the constancy of seasons 

And the world combined

She teaches her creatures not to fear

And shows them paths to move

Forward as she attends each moment

As laughter emerges in harmony. a


Suffering is given redemption

Powerless are freed from resignation.

Belief is instilled that all deserve a place.

The timeless is connected with world of time

Eternal,  sacred conversation endless.

It remains the lasting covenant.


She descends the mountain as a bride

Frailty and tragedy within her partner

For her spouse is the world, yet still

She shines in the shadows

And offers blessings for humans’ dark 

And uncertain journey.


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JANET COOPER NELSON

Click here for lecture by Janet Cooper Nelson

References:
"You Can't Have It All" from Bite Every Sorrow by Barbara Ras
Carrots and Other Poems by David Fedo
Enchantment: Awakening Wonder in an Age of Anxiety  by Katherine May
All That She Carried: The Journey of Ashley's Sack, a Black Family Keepsake by Tiya Miles


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WomenExplore Resource List, Spring 2023


 —collected by Paula Chandoha

Marcia's decluttering  course: Andrew Mellen  offered a five day challenge to clean up clutter. 

From Robert Weber:

  • Arthur Frank, At The Will of the Body: Reflections on Illness
  • John Yungblut, On Hallowing One’s Diminishments, Pendle Hill Pamphlet 292
  • Connie Goldman, Who Am I . . . Now That I’m Not Who I Was: Conversations with women in mid-life and the years beyond

 Rick Hanson. Just One Thing. Check this week --
https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#inbox/FMfcgzGrcrxzDslJHRlPHjqgSQHLGPtB?compose=GTvVlcRwRrhVJmtPGMpCZxHWFnLlrRQwKfPVWVbbqrMdCjlBXwkdzQwmHtJbdPSFRKmBbbWMdMdNx

Olivia Hobliztelle has a good list of resources on wisdom and aging on her website. Click on “Resources”to see Selected Bibliography: https://www.oliviahoblitzelle.com/

Jill Tarter on extraterrestrial, TED talk: https://www.ted.com/participate/ted-prize/prize-winning-wishes/setilive

Film and panel discussion via zoom: Film screening of Home of the Brave — When Southbury said NO to the Nazis,  March 17-20 
plus March 19, panel discussion on the film. 
Register here for link to view film and to hear panel discussion https://sousamendesfoundation.org/event/southbury/

Women forging a special space together: A Schlesinger Library historian gathered 10 women historians
 during the 2020 pandemic lockdown to decipher an 1891 diary of four women on a special expedition together.
 Amateur sleuths unveil the women behind 132-year-old Boston Harbor adventure journal (wgbh.org)
Article, The Marginalian, Robin Wall Kimmerer

https://mailchi.mp/themarginalian/moss?e=8d49b76b80 

The Marginalian is a source of articles on well being and culture with strong emphasis on art and literature.
https://www.themarginalian.org/2015/05/13/gathering-moss-robin-wall-kimmerer/?mc_cid=8b42268e4c&mc_eid=749c58947a 

 On the the birth of ecology:
https://www.themarginalian.org/2022/02/04/universe-in-verse-bloom/

 Climate Change: Interesting piece  
https://www.farmaid.org/issues/soil-water-climate/farmers-and-climate-change-myths-vs-facts/


Abortion rights in the USA:
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2023/mar/02/destruction-us-abortion-laws-human-rights-violation-un?

Spiritual wellbeing: The OnBeing Project: The Pause Newsletter (Sent once a week on Saturday) 
You can subscribe. 
https://onbeing.org/newsletter/ 

The Slowdown: Readings and interviews on culture, spirit, politics, literature, media:
New book by Dacher Kelner on AWE, Why we all need a daily doses of awe
 https://mailchi.mp/slowdownmedia/dacher-keltner-on-why-we-all-need-daily-doses-of-awe?e=750a8ee95a

Bill McKibben on heat waves: 
https://www.newyorker.com/news/daily-comment/a-hotter-planet-takes-another-toll-on-human-health?

Podcast: Terra Firma (Colorado Public Radio) podcast is about the natural world and its sounds. 5 to 10 minute segments. 
 https://www.npr.org/podcasts/1147840005/terra-firma

Article, A discussion of time, modernity, being in sync with nature:
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2023/03/13/saving-time-book-review-jenny-odell


Poem for spring:

                    [There is a section about a poet, Dorianne Laux, here.] 


Coming 
by Philip Larkin 

Listen Online    

On longer evenings,
Light, chill and yellow,
Bathes the serene
Foreheads of houses.
A thrush sings,
Laurel-surrounded
In the deep bare garden,
Its fresh-peeled voice
Astonishing the brickwork.
It will be spring soon,
It will be spring soon —
And I, whose childhood
Is a forgotten boredom,
Feel like a child
Who comes on a scene
Of adult reconciling,
And can understand nothing
But the unusual laughter,
And starts to be happy.


"Coming" by Philip Larkin from Collected Poems. © Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2003. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)

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16 March 2023

23S Week 2: Aging with Wisdom: Opportunities and Challenges

Click here for Introduction, including a Brief History of TOP/WomenExplore,
and the Poetry Reading with all three contributors.
Ival Stratford Kovner
Ival and Ron sitting at Trail Train Stop NY State with Cole

 
This was written by an A. I. on request by my husband, Ron - we were curious how Artificial Intelligence would write about a trail it never could or would hike!  (Click on the image to read it.)


AppalachiANNA was originally written on the 75th birthday of the Appalachian Trail

 Appalachianna 
- Ival Stratford Kovner MS, MFA

Old girl, you have been there through three - now four - decades of our memories. 
My family hiked along your route at Cornwall Bridge to meet my future husband in the Nutmeg State. 
He and I camped along  your sections near “Height of the Land”. 
We encountered  breath-taking vistas overlooking the Lakes of Rangeley.
We’ve made tracks in your mud.
We’ve made long parallel ski lines in your snow. 
You shielded us - extending limbs of multi-colored leaves.
You’ve exposed your contours through grey, barren branches.
Your Balance Rock in Maine is a joy! 
We were dwarfed perched upon your giant, granite shelf.
Presidentials are your buddies. 
We’ve felt you curl yourself around their winding ridges as we climbed.
Our old springer spent seventeen good years along your byways, always running.
She once encountered a  baby moose in your Granite State.
You have not disappointed us in nearby “Big Apple”  New York State:
Cats Rock, wooden marsh walkways, even a train station solely for your hikers. 
I’ve gathered  rocks along your well worn paths, deposited into my husband’s backpack! 
One more, beloved springer puppy dashed along your marshes on your 75th birthday! 
Today, I hold each smooth stone, a  reminder of your beauty, my dear Appalachianna, 
Happy eighty-sixth birthday in 2023!
Our newest puppy springer waits to sniff your trail !

The trail will be 86 on 8/12/23. 
Youngest female recently finished -age 15.
A 76 year old  female had 300 miles to go!




Karen Sheahan was a flight attendant for 35 years
and brings a global view.



Lindsa Vallee's poetry told the story of a self-sown sunflower seed that grew to 
the height of her second floor porch and remained strong even after its leaves 
had dried up and its drooping head was bursting with seeds that fed the birds.

Two corellas share a sunflower head









Click here for lecture by Olivia Ames Hoblitzelle

Olivia Ames Hoblitzelle, a writer and teacher, was formerly the Associate Director of the Mind/Body Clinic and a Teaching Fellow of the Mind/Body Medical Institute, where she pioneered how to bring meditation, yoga, and cognitive behavioral therapy into the medical domain to treat stress-related and chronic illness. She and her team developed one of the first training programs in Mind/Body medicine in the country and trained health professionals under the auspices of Harvard Medical School.

Formerly a therapist in private practice and a Co-Director of Greenhouse, an alternative mental health collective, Olivia worked with individuals, couples, and groups. She also spent years serving as a Hospice volunteer.

Olivia's teaching and writing are inspired by over forty years of practice in psychology, Buddhist meditation, and other wisdom traditions. In addition to her roots in Christianity, she has practiced primarily Vipassana (Insight Meditation) and Tibetan Buddhism, as well as in a devotional tradition from India. 

Having taught contemplative practices in a wide variety of settings such as government agencies, hospitals, churches, businesses, school systems, and meditation centers, she is currently focusing on conscious aging, elder issues, and living the contemplative life.

Her award winning book, Ten Thousand Joys & Ten Thousand Sorrows: A Couple's Journey Through Alzheimer's, is a narrative memoir of how she and her husband handled his illness, drawing inspiration from their background in Buddhist practice. Her book was translated into Chinese, Korean, Dutch, and Japanese, and recorded for the National Library Service for the Blind. Now an elder with two grown children and four grandsons, she lives in Massachusetts and loves to spend time in Vermont where she grows vegetables, welcomes family and friends, and steeps herself in the glories of nature.

References:

Prayer for the Grace to Age Well  By Teilhard de Chardin, The Divine Milieu

When the signs of age begin to mark my body, and still more when they touch my mind, 

When the illness that is to diminish me or carry me off strikes from without or is born within me;

When the painful moment comes to which I suddenly awaken to the fact that I am growing ill or growing old; and

Above all at the last moment when I feel I am losing hold of myself and am absolutely passive within the hands of the great unknown forces that have formed me,

In all these dark moments, 0 God,

Grant that I may understand that it is you—provided only my faith is strong enough—

who is painfully parting the fibers of my being in order to penetrate to the very marrow of my substance and bear me away within yourself.

Henri Nouwen, Dutch priest and author 

Winter Grace: Spirituality and Aging by Kathleen R Fischer

Jon Kabat-Zinn's website

The Guest House by Jalaluddin Rumi



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WomenExplore is an open learning community of thoughtful women, who, each year, organize two series of lectures in Harvard Square, Cambridge, Massachusetts. The topics examined in the series arise from the issues that the participants encounter in their lives. Each week the day begins with a short lecture from one of participants on how the day's issue relates to her personal life. This is followed by an expert speaker and then discussion by members of the audience. WE began in the Harvard Divinity School as the Theological Opportunities Program. WomenExplore has no religious or other affiliations. Visit WE's website to find out more about the lecture series and how you can participate.

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CONTRIBUTORS

Charlene BrotmanJohnathan Kindall
Chris Farrow-Noble
Elaine Fisher
Susan Nulsen
Jan Rosenberg
Cynthia GillesEmmy Robertson
Carol Goldman
Cheryl Suchors
Elizabeth Dodson Gray
Tracey Hurd
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Spring 10 — The Illusion and Reality of Control
Watch Like a Hawk

Winter 09 — TOP Winter Break
How Did I Get to Be a Feminist?
The Moment I Became a Feminist
Misconstrued Once Again

Fall 09 — Reassessing and Responding in Difficult Times
Forget Remaining Centered
Gradualism Isn't Working
Who's a Feminist Today?
Virgin or What?
Hostility Holds Up Women & Progress

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