A Safe Place for Stories

There's something called self-compassion. She's the Cinderella of identity paradigms--scorned, ignored, and sent to scrub everyone else's feet. Her evil step-sisters are Self-Esteem and Self-Hate. Keep that in mind. I want to tell a story. It's the story of Story. A child sits snug in bed. His parents tucks his blankets around him. They tell … Continue reading A Safe Place for Stories