Our team ventured all around Cincinnati for this week's Reported By Women. From learning about the art of eating well to Xavier University's welcome for first generation college students, we've got it all for you.Read More
I’ll be honest: I’ve never been a huge fan of summer. While others may yearn for sunshine and swimming pools, I’m all about the crisp autumn air, changing of leaves, and the feeling of getting back into the swing of things. And if the annual pumpkin spice latte craze says anything, it’s that I’m definitely not alone in this.Read More
Growing up in a Catholic family and going to Catholic school for primary education and high school shaped my foundation on the values of openness, community, and hospitality. “Safety” is a word I would use to describe it.
The first instance of gender inclusion – or rather, exclusion – that I experienced was when our parish priest came into our classroom in second grade.Read More
I met a new client today for the first time. She’s 12, and wicked smart, and struggling big time with anxiety. Her parents hired me to teach her mindfulness and breath techniques to use in times of distress. During the conversation, I asked her a question, and her response made me take pause. I thought, “This small, badass girl will change the world someday – that is, if a learned mindset doesn’t get in her way.”Read More
I tried to think of moments where I experienced gender inclusion.
I really haven’t.
I’ve had tiny moments of it. Usually they are disrupted. Almost always by a cishet man. Not always, but usually.Read More
“Is it ever too early in the day to enjoy a glass of rosé?” This is the question we kept posing to ourselves as we sat at the bar in The Listing Loon, with Beth Harris graciously filling our glasses as lunchtime crowds passed by outside the Northside staple. Normally a nighttime visitor, I took advantage of the sunlight peeping in to observe the beautiful artwork and items adorning the walls. I honestly could not think of a more fitting spot for the courageous and eclectic spirit that is Beth Harris. Wine glass in hand, we chatted away about growing up on a small children’s theater stage in Arkansas, opening up The Listing Loon six years ago, and touring the country with a bunch of badass, musical females.Read More
To me, gender inclusion comes in two bits: a recognition of everyone’s unique experience, and intersectionality.Read More
I have always stood out. I was a fat kid that could not fit into girl clothes because they were not made for my body. Then I became the fat adult that basically said, “Gender is oppressive and life is too short to care about it.”Read More
I am early again, biting my nails and washing my nerves down with iced coffee. There is a fly circling my table and pausing on the window after each lap. As I watch it scurry across the glass, I wonder if this fly on the wall really holds secrets.
As soon as I pull up to Homeadow Song Farm, I know the homestead is no stranger to me; the energy is too welcoming and sweet. I step out of my pollen-covered Corolla, trip on a rock, look around with my mouth agape, and see Vicki Mansoor looking at me as she walks down the stairs.
Vicki is the natural beauty of the land, disguised as a human being. I feel unnatural with a camera hanging from my neck: There is just no way to capture that kind of beauty. Not even words can, but I will try to explain.Read More