Monthly Archives: September 2014

Baby Jenny Opens Up

Because of the work I have been doing on the earliest part of my life, some very new experiences have been happening to me.  And memories of good times. This little girl is looking at the world with excited, expectant … Continue reading

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More Recent Versions of Jenny

This is the one I posted on Facebook: I was clowning out in front of Neskaya, and somebody took these pictures:   I think these are more accurate versions of what I really look like.

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The Closing Down of Jenny

Here’s Jenny as a baby, open and eager to engage with the world… This picture was taken when Jenny was four years old.  Alas, I lost or mislaid the original, so this is a scan of a copy — not … Continue reading

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God Speaks to Job

And now for something completely different: Gird up thy loins like a man; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou me.  Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth?  Hath the rain a father?  From … Continue reading

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Finally Able to See Lifelong Pain

I want to write about how feeling stronger is allowing me to see the pain I was in for most of my life.  I had no idea.  I thought I was “too sensitive,” defective in some way, a coward that … Continue reading

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Script for Journey into Courage

JENNY: FEAR SECTION Jenny is sitting on the floor, writing in her journal. Start tape (Simon & Garfunkel) I started writing a journal when I was a teenager because I had no one I could talk to about my pain. … Continue reading

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Written in Blood

Church was good, but when I left I felt oddly lost.  It was like I had dropped all the psychic stuff I’ve been processing.  When I got home I didn’t know what to do.  Finally I had lunch, did a … Continue reading

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