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Fear Not The Void, It's A Gift
Lone Morch, December 11, 2012
Almost everyone, myself included, is going through transition right now. It’s the zeitgeist and perhaps no coincidence that we’re faced with endings, as we’re headed toward the end of 2012 (and of whole slew of ancient calendars).
For Goddess Sake, Don't Sit On Your Creativity...
Lone Morch, November 8, 2012
For goddess sake, don’t sit on it…
I’m so excited (nervous) to share the release of my memoir Seeing Red: A Woman’s Quest for Truth, Power and the Sacred with you. Long time in the coming, publishing this intimate story marks the completion of one era of my life and the beginning of a new, in which my writerly self takes center stage.
Read More...Fear, One Breath From Excitement
Lone Morch, August 22, 2012
Sometimes I dream about men who want to kill me. Angry, obnoxious, patronizing men filled with resentment and hurt egos. The other night it was my dad chasing me with a pair of scissors, the week before, it was Arabs threatening me, because I didn’t hide my face and body.
Read More...Those Darn Red Shoes
Lone Morch, July 26, 2012
You know when someone – a lover, a friend, a co-worker or even a stranger – says something that somehow hits the nail on the head of an issue you’ve been avoiding. You nod politely, but inside, you’re agitated, perhaps a bit pissed, and wondering who the hell is s/he to say a thing like that. For a while you ignore that person as if she’s the personification of that truth you did not want to face.
Read More...To Fully Dance With Life, We Must Dare To Choreograph With Freedom
Lone Morch, June 24, 2012
Feeling unfree freaks me out.
The night was dark, but with the conviction of a contortionist, I inched myself out of my tiny bedroom window, landed on the outside pavement, and ran off to meet friends for a midnight roam around town. Perhaps a morbid fascination drew us to the cemetery, where all was calm, but today, the symbolism is clear: I needed to break free from felt boundaries, rules, authority. I still do.
Read More...Stop Posing. Start Living.
Lone Morch, June 13, 2012
At photo shoots, women sometimes tiptoe about waiting for me to guide them and micromanage their every move; their heads, hands, how to hold their shoulders and position their feet. Before long, they’ve become awkward and soulless.
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Don’t Talk To Me About Unsexy Facts About Sex
Lone Morch, January 18, 2011
The other day, I got an email from a reporter from a national women’s magazine who wanted to get a few unsexy facts about sex. Who cares, I wanted to ask?
I don’t think I can bear another article that tells us that sex: increases your heart rate, decreases colesterol, builds muscles, burns calories, relaxes you, releases important chemicals and gives you a nice healthy blush. Is sex another healthy thing on your to do list?
Read More...The Prisons We Inhabit & Break Free From
Lone Morch, November 15, 2010
It is strange to think that we live in a world, where in one country women fight for their right to talk publicly about their vaginas and in another country women are still prohibited from showing their hair, and yet in another country, laws prohibit donning burkas all together and somewhere they still mutilate women, cutting away their pleasure organ. Strange, because, we are inter-connected like never before, through internet, media, trade relations, environmental crisis and warfare, and it's becoming harder and harder to keep ugly secrets. Information is more readily available and as a species, we are more enlightened and know so much, not only about our brains and biology but also about the state of our planet, the games we play in the world through gender, money, politics and power. Perhaps I have high hopes and expect too much of our human race, but the co-existence of both futuristic and ancient paradigms baffles me. Especially because, despite our super-evolved consciousness and sophisticated ways, we all seem to live in prisons. Some we choose, some we don't.
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