Equal Rights… Did You Think We Had them?


“Equality of rights under the law shall not be denied or abridged by the United States or by any state on account of sex.”

The proposed Equal Rights Amendment to the Constitution


ConstitutionThat’s it.  That’s all of it.  24 words.  It says nothing about having to endure dual-sex toilets or the draft.  It pretty much just outlines what most of the young women of this generation think they already have:  equality under the law.

But, of course, they don’t have that.  The current debate on contraception and Choice – a debate in which both secular and religious old men seem to think they have the right to determine what rights women should be “allowed” to have about their own bodies – makes that abundantly clear.

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Posted on March 29th 2012 in The Philosopher’s Teacup, Women

A Free School Based on Talent and Heart

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“The Heart of the Matter is Free Education.”

                                                Caroline Simonelli, Fashion Designer


Caroline Simonelli and studentsHow many people do you know who delight in the idea of working or vacationing in Beirut?

My dear pal Caroline Simonelli, fashion designer and fashion educator extraordinaire, has just returned from her third trip and has every intention of spending as much time in Lebanon as her duties as Professor in the BFA Program at Parsons School of Design in Manhattan will allow.

All because Caroline and one of her very talented former students Sara Hermez had a dream.  They envisioned reinventing the way in which fashion design is taught, and offering a free education to young Middle Eastern men and women of talent, who could not otherwise afford such an opportunity. Continue reading “A Free School Based on Talent and Heart” »

Posted on March 23rd 2012 in The Philosopher’s Teacup, Women

May the Road Rise with You


Go n-éirí an bother leat.

May the road rise with you.


Irish CountrysideI couldn’t be more Irish if I tried… Irish on both sides of my family tree, back to the dawn of time… so Irish, in fact, that we even have a family Banshee.  So how could I not take this lovely St. Patrick’s Day to wish you the best of Irish Blessings.  The Irish have such  a long and cherished tradition of kindness and generosity toward family, friends and strangers, alike, that proffered verbal  blessings have blossomed with as much fertility as everything else in the Emerald Isle.  This fact, combined with Irish loquaciousness and their love of beauty and poetry, has resulted in such an abundance of  good wishes to be shared at the drop of a shamrock, that the task of picking favorites becomes quite a lengthy and loving  adventure.  Continue reading “May the Road Rise with You” »

Posted on March 17th 2012 in The Philosopher’s Teacup

The Haunting of the Heart


Fancy on Black HorseThe optioning of Paint the Wind for the movies has caused me to be reminded very hauntingly of my mother.  I should tell you, I think, that although my mother’s name was Kate, the family called her Manu, because it meant Giver of the Law in Hindi – she was a formidable force of nature, in any language.  What has brought her so clearly to my mind today, is the fact that she loved two things passionately (besides her family)… books and politics.  To explain just how much she loved politics, I should tell you that in her last illness, when we all thought she lay in a hopeless coma, she suddenly rose up in her bed and said quite lucidly, “I wish to enquire about the State of the Union.”   Continue reading “The Haunting of the Heart” »

Posted on March 9th 2012 in Paint the Wind, The Philosopher’s Teacup

Dr. John Upledger…Cranio Sacral Therapy


For me, Dr. John Upledger was the answer to prayer.  Literally.

My 13 year old Cee Cee was in a coma, close to dying, from an apparently undiagnosable malady no one could figure out or fix.

I’d listened for days, as doctors tried to sound as if they knew what to do, knowing in my heart they didn’t.  Frantically, I’d begun searching for a miracle.  I heard over the alternative medical grapevine, that a doctor named John Upledger was working miracles somewhere in the South.  He was an osteopath and surgeon, they said, and something much more, that no one could quantify.  In my panic, I couldn’t remember where to look for him.  But some maternal instinct – probably the intuitive equivalent of being able to lift a car off your child in an emergency – told me he could help us. Continue reading “Dr. John Upledger…Cranio Sacral Therapy” »

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