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User Image jenamalone Posted: Sep 23, 2012 9:36 PM (UTC)

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User Image jenamalone Posted: Jan 18, 2018 5:49 AM (UTC)

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An important addendum to that last post is very simply , no one can make you experience shame. Shame is only felt from the inside. Experiencing shame is just experiencing the mirror of some one else’s shame that is being reflected back to yours.
I am a product of society. As much as I would rather not be. I still wake up feeling shame for not being polite enough or good enough or pretty enough. There is never enough in our current emotional and spiritual currency.
I’ve been taught the only way to live freely here to live with many shields up, to not let others effect your voice. To not let others kill your joy. To not care about what others think. But if i ask myself honestly if that has served me in the long run of my emotional experience here in this world I’d have to say no.
In some ways I’m stronger because I feel free to be myself no matter how the world reacts but truely I am also the reacting world. There’s no way to run from “ other” peoples shit because the further you run you realize it is deeply and wonderfully your own as well.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Jan 18, 2018 4:58 AM (UTC)

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I’ve been experiencing “mom shaming” even before my son was born. It’s that deeply effective and impersonal feeling a group of strangers reflects back to you that makes you feel full of shame for actions that normally you would never feel badly for.
Society is a funny animal. In its most intimate moments I see such honesty and truth. But good lord fear is ever present in its public forum. Fear and doubt and criticism for things that go beyond what’s normal for a society to understand or have empathy for.
In non poetic terms, when my son throws a fit or expresses his bigger emotions in a loud way , I not only feel the room turn but see a blanket of judgement on most people’s faces. Now I understand this completely as a human being. Public discomfort is so uncomfortable. But when I have been on the other end and have felt embraced and seen and loved thru these moments it’s so mind bogglingly helpful that I can’t help but want to speak up and ask everyone why big emotions scare us so much? Why does self expression , when done by a tiny person who is learning and trying so hard to manage the giantess of human emotion, scare us? Or rather why does it make our empathy turn cold?

I was at a coffee shop today in Los Angeles and holy wow , I’ve never felt so much mom shaming ! My son was having a moment which was slowly and surely being managed and assisted by me but I ended up feeling so unwelcome that I had to leave. It’s hard being a single mom with a toddler who’s sole purpose in life at this age is to not sit still. Imagine trying to wait in line for a coffee. As every human finds themselves needing from time to time.
It’s all an interesting life lesson. What its like for a human. And what it’s like for“ society”. What is right and what is wrong and what is real. I just wonder what would happen if we all made a promise to ourselves , the next time we see a human in need of our empathy and support , to actually reverse what our societies impulses are and engage with love and understanding. It’s a small task really. But I feel like it could change our world.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Jan 9, 2018 5:26 AM (UTC)

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It’s been an all hands on deck sort of mom weekend so I’m a little late to the party but I did make time for all of my sisters in solidarity on Sunday. Was in awe by how incredibly seamless the unification truly was. I’m proud to be a sister in arms because #timesup for real and #oprahforpresident please.
In honor , my son and I wore black on Sunday and boogied to our favorite protest singer , the grandest poet of them all , Nina Simone.
Oh and he really likes for me to wear shoes outside... 😂😘
User Image jenamalone Posted: Jan 6, 2018 7:30 PM (UTC)

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Winter in Iceland. While my son sleeps in the car, mama slowly drives down back roads and leaps out to capture what she can. Staying within earshot of your startle and coo. You have made me a better everything baby boy. Limitation is the true home of creation. Though not a luxurious home, a incredibly practical and perfect one.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Jan 5, 2018 2:54 AM (UTC)

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Excerpt from a letter to Hollywood from 700,000 female farm workers “We understand the hurt, confusion, isolation and betrayal that you might feel. We also carry shame and fear resulting from this violence. It sits on our backs like oppressive weights. But, deep in our hearts we know that it is not our fault. The only people at fault are the individuals who choose to abuse their power to harass, threaten and harm us, like they have harmed you.

In these moments of despair, and as you cope with scrutiny and criticism because you have bravely chosen to speak out against the harrowing acts that were committed against you, please know that you’re not alone. We believe and stand with you.

In solidarity,

Alianza Nacional de Campesinas”
### been away only a few days dealing with my own private issues of harassment and I come back to this social mirroring space and I see the world of women coming together to STAND UP and change the way the world has been operating for a long time. Well I commend them and join them however and whenever I can. Read up. Sign the letter of solidarity and donate to the fund. TIME’S UP is a unified call for change from women in entertainment for women everywhere. From movie sets to farm fields to boardrooms alike, we envision nationwide leadership that reflects the world in which we live. Amen. @timesupnow
User Image jenamalone Posted: Jan 1, 2018 5:56 AM (UTC)

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You became my adventuring partner this year my sweet boy and oh the places we will go together. I can’t wait to follow your lead all over this wild world. 2017 we drove from California to the Canadian Rockies , flew and explored Cincinnati , Tulum, Iceland , London and some strange parts of rural Pennsylvania. Let’s see where 2018 takes us. #motherandsonadventures #worldschool #mytinypartnerincrime
User Image jenamalone Posted: Dec 30, 2017 8:36 PM (UTC)

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Don’t let the bastards get you down baby girl. They too are in their healing evolution. Keep your light up. You got this.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Dec 30, 2017 4:11 AM (UTC)

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That haven’t looked in the mirror, made breakfast for my babe with my skirt inside out , FEELING myself kind of morning.... Thank you @songsforfriends and @marleegrace and @carrieannemoss for inspiring me to create space for my own person practice. Of love, embodiment,health, creation.... I could go on and on. I encourage all humans to start their day out with some form of physical embodiment that makes you happy ( dance, yoga,biking,moonwalking,stretching)So put the phone down, try giving zero fucks about how “ perfect” you look and just move.
I love you.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Dec 30, 2017 3:57 AM (UTC)

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Part two .... wait for it .... 👶🏼👀🙏🏼❤️😘 —This song makes me wanna move mountains with my hip bones and also read it like a fine poem. By @thaogetstaydown ( I just discovered your music and I’m hardcore smitten, thank you!!)
User Image jenamalone Posted: Dec 27, 2017 7:14 AM (UTC)

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User Image jenamalone Posted: Dec 12, 2017 10:14 PM (UTC)

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Dear Forever ,

Thank you , from the bottom of my everything to the beginning of your infinity.
So much love ,
Mama and Ode
User Image jenamalone Posted: Dec 10, 2017 4:03 AM (UTC)

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With a lot of hard work , intention , love , manifestation and a great deal of absurdist humor , the universe gave me a tiny home and a plot of land to raise my son on. Today was our moving day. I had been telling my son through out the day that we were moving. We were going to see our new home. And as we pulled up I heard him in the backseat say " home" to the window. He made kissing noises when he got out of the car. Such vivid excitement, such a knowing happiness. He took his time exploring. Laughing at each rock. They eventually found eachother. I let him lead as I followed quietly in the background until they almost were touching. Young lovers. I've never experienced anything quite like it.
Thank you universe. I promise to pull my weight towards your redemption. And bare witness to a new kind of love story.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Dec 7, 2017 6:48 PM (UTC)

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I'm beginning to blossom again/ a much needed break from your hate / this year can kiss my ass / im stronger than I've ever been. Or rather a million tireless titles to describe the present state.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Dec 2, 2017 12:04 AM (UTC)

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" you don't want to hear the story
of my life, and anyway
I don't want to tell it, I want to listen.
to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.
and anyway it's the same old story-
a few people just trying ,
one way or another,
to survive.
mostly , I want to be kind.
and nobody , ofcourse, is kind,
or mean ,
for a simple reason.
And nobody gets out of it,
having to
swim through the fires to stay in
the world. "

Excerpt from the poem "dogfish" , by #maryoliver

Resonating with this. In the middle of the most ridiculous political/ spiritual/ animal existence. I dig to the bottom of every news story and bury my nose in the dichotomy of being alive/ the will to survive.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Nov 29, 2017 3:47 AM (UTC)

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User Image jenamalone Posted: Nov 21, 2017 11:17 PM (UTC)

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. My. Early. Birthday. Present. Every. Year. Now. Watching. You. Grow
I love you so much sweet boy
User Image jenamalone Posted: Nov 21, 2017 3:20 PM (UTC)

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The more time I spend loving myself//The more love I have to give -Reach out
And take your own hand
And dance deep into the evening
Stop looking for another's offering
True love is first found within
The origin of your yearning
The truth, a simple wellspring
Dive deep and well
Deep and well my darling
True love is found within. -
Deep birthday breaths. Full revolutions ahead. My Jesus year begins.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Nov 17, 2017 2:05 PM (UTC)

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You let the places that
Intersect us
Bring us further along in our journey
To completion
I've learned many things
From watching you navigate
mindless violence

I watch you use your hands to push out new roads into the world
Through your fingers you draw maps for strangers that lead them home

You recall
For me
The things I can not
You push them pack into my pockets
And tell me I am better for having them
For remembering them
For loving them

Things that I never learned to love myself.
Your vehicle is your body
Which you share in union with trees and chairs
Lovers and thieves
All the welcome souls
Drawn in
By the warmth and the wisdom
Of your poetry.
User Image jenamalone Posted: Nov 16, 2017 11:34 PM (UTC)

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ANGELICA , take me back to your layers of petticoats and satins. 36 original looks created for this film. It was a spoil of riches from #ritaryack
User Image jenamalone Posted: Nov 16, 2017 11:34 PM (UTC)

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ANGELICA , meet the sheer sexual insanity of #janetmcteer
Out Nov 17