Do I know myself well enough to be unshaken by loss, change, threat?
Author Archives: Pam Stewart
Shame
For so long, self-protection was my baseline; shame my motivation; and anger, anxiety and defensiveness my personality.
My Face
The more inundated I am with images from social media, TV, movies, advertising, the more I will see and accept this as the norm. I already see that in myself. And that would be ok except when I see myself start to question my own face’s legitimacy, when I start to think, “is this something I have to spend my money on? Is this something worth considering, fixing, fighting?”
Your Back Fat Will Set You Free
When my (then) partner asked me why I don’t shave my ass I told him, “because you have to draw the line somewhere.” Ladies and gentlemen, this is what freedom looks like. What I meant was that I was done with striving. I could see the futility in trying to achieve the airbrushed look andContinue reading “Your Back Fat Will Set You Free”
People Pleaser
I’m not gay for the same reasons I didn’t become a teacher: everyone said I would.
A Conversation Between Me and The 12 Steps on Step 7
Step 7 “Humbly ask God as we understand it to remove our shortcomings” The Scene: A living room with both parties sitting on either ends of a couch. 12 Steps appears open and relaxed, Pam has knees pulled up to chest with blanket wrapped around her shoulders while not making eye contact. Coffee table setContinue reading “A Conversation Between Me and The 12 Steps on Step 7”
Using Art to Heal: Virtual Workshop with Pam Stewart
This is a course for artists and non-artists, writers and non-writers; people who think they have maybe been missing something and could be living in a way that is more true to who they are. There will be an expectation of all participants of energy, participation, vulnerability, commitment and time. You don’t need to have any specific skills, any answers, or any experience with workshops like this. All that is asked is you show up, be honest and try.
Beginning Again: A Course In Miracles
I’ve cried twice so far when reading. There’s fear of being fooled and there’s hope that it’s safe to believe.
I Promise I Will Not…
A very long time ago I made a deal with God: I said that I would forgo love for a Writing Life. Love was the only thing I wanted nearly as much as to write, and surely, I thought, success at writing would demand a great sacrifice.
Our Identity is What Makes Us Vulnerable
The more narrow our view of ourselves — the stricter our vision is — the more of reality we will have to reject over the course of our lives as our vision and idea of ourselves becomes threatened.
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