Six Generations of First Born Women

As a kid I was always threatened if I talked about certain things "outside the family". It was as though our family was somehow the embodiment of a totemic structure that was as real and fixed and as walled in as an Egyptian tomb. Maintaining this ficticious "family" was suffocating. If it is so... Sign in to see full entry.

That was the gift my Friedrichshof experience constantly caused me to open and confront. Daily challenges and realizing how much there was still to learn. Being a professional middle-aged woman, I'd had some success in my life. It's so easy to hide behind past successes. It's the kiss of death. This... Sign in to see full entry.

It was only my second visit to the Austrian commune, Friedrichshof, in September 1985. These recent posts are extractions from the journals and notes I kept at that time. It's the first time I've read them since they were written nearly 20 years ago. Some images come flooding back with an immediacy... Sign in to see full entry.

On Friedrichshof, every moment presents an opportunity to learn something new about yourself and others. At lunch I sit with a group of people who are discussing how to change some of the childrens attitudes toward school. Evidently the teachers have not been presenting things in a way that makes... Sign in to see full entry.

It was 11:00 am and I'd gone to the library to find more material on contemporary Austrian Art but it was closed. As I walk back towards my room through the long corridors of the school house, I see Gertrude in the staging area that the children had set up to begin working on the Picasso film. I... Sign in to see full entry.