Today, I’m going to be on television for the first time (View From the Bay, ABC TV in San Francisco at 3pm PST!) Thing is, I hate cameras. But it’s all in service to my mission. I believe that my work- Owning Pink, my book, the Owning Pink Center- is like air for a world that is suffocating. We have been so stifled by trying to put ourselves in boxes that don’t fit that we have forgotten how to breathe. We have beaten ourselves up and suffered in silence. We have settled for living lives that are less than vital. We have isolated ourselves so that we feel completely alone in our struggle to be free. I believe it doesn’t have to be this way. I believe- together, with Divine guidance, we can change the world (no biggie). When you boil it down, I believe in YOU.Read More...
Yesterday’s post “What? We Can’t Say Vagina?” got more traffic than anything we’ve ever posted on Owning Pink. And the conversation is still raging in the comments section of that post, so feel free to let your empowered, honest, authentic voice be heard. It shouldn’t surprise me that women are so hungry to talk about what society still considers taboo. That’s what inspired me to write my book What’s Up Down There? Questions You’d Only Ask Your Gynecologist If She Was Your Best Friend (St. Martin’s Press, Sept 2010). When I asked for your secret questions, I opened the floodgates. Turns out you all WANT to talk!
Tell me it isn’t true. Rumor on the street has it that TV networks have banned a tampon company for making an ad that uses the word “vagina.” Um, how exactly are we supposed to talk about tampons without using the word vagina? And what’s wrong with that? Vagina vagina vagina! (Okay, did I just sound like a defiant little kid? Good.)
Apparently, after this infamous tampon ad was banned from three networks, they reshot the ad and replaced “vagina” with “down there.” Even with this change, two networks still wouldn’t run the ad. Which means they made a tampon ad without ever once referencing the female genitalia. I mean…duh, people. That’s like making a beer ad without ever referencing the mouth, lips, or tongue. Vaginas are where tampons GO.
Hiya Pinkies. Many of you met Regena Thomashauer (aka Mama Gena) a while back when I wrote about her after interviewing her for my upcoming book What’s Up Down There? Questions You’d Only Ask Your Gynecologist If She Was Your Best Friend (St. Martin’s Press, Sept 2010). Now, I’m blessed to be able to experience Mama Gena in the flesh (and I’m talking about some juicy Goddess flesh here!) I just finished the first of four rounds of becoming a Sister Goddess at Mama Gena’s School of the Womanly Arts, and I’m so excited to share this journey with all you Pinkies.
Forgive me in advance, Pinkies. I have never once written about politics here at Owning Pink. Why? Because it’s so friggin’ polarizing, and I have spent the last year helping build this community with the desire to help us realize how interconnected we are. And politics tends to be so divisive. So I have avoided mentioning political issues, as if doing so would make the red/blue divide go away.
This weekend I am heading to New York City for the first weekend of the Mastery Program at Mama Gena’s School of Womanly Arts. You Pinkies may remember Mama Gena from the interview I did with her a few months ago for my book, What’s Up Down There? Questions You’d Only Ask Your Gynecologist If She Was Your Best Friend (St. Martin’s Press, October 2010). This is a Pinkie who has redefined (or, more accurately, unearthed) the truth of what it is to be a woman, and to Own Pleasure.
We’ve all heard about the mind/body connection, that thinking a certain way can affect your body. You can visualize your cancer cells getting eaten up, and it works! But did you know it also works the other way around? That you can move your body in a way that affects your mind? Yoga is a great example of this, but there are other movements that can help heal your mind. Today, we’re going to try Sign Dancing.
As women, we are inundated with messages that we are not beautiful enough just the way we are. We must pluck, dye, lose weight, wax, exfoliate, tone, manicure, highlight, paint, flatten, inject, and dress in haute couture to be “beautiful.” Well, I’m here to say, on behalf of women everywhere- bullshit.Read More...
Here at Owning Pink, we talk a lot about "the Universe", which we all know is code for “that Divine being we will leave unnamed so that Pinkies of all creeds and faiths may insert the name of who they worship.” But today, I’m going to talk about the Divine Being I know and love- and for lack of a better word, I’m going to call this being God. When people ask me to define my religion, I say, “Buddha is my homeboy but Jesus is my favorite.” Which pretty much makes people laugh and then they drop the question. The Dalai Lama says, “My religion is kindness,” and that certainly resonates with me. But it doesn’t quite go deep enough for me (no offense, Dalai Lama- I love you!)Read More...