Guest Posts, On Being Human
October 27, 2017
Wait, it’s over? Already? Or: F*ck Scarcity
By Jen Pastiloff I’m on the plane. I have Game of Thrones on in front of me, paused on…
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Hi, it’s Jen Pastiloff here. I never blog on the site anymore but here I am in New York,…
October 19, 2017Share this:
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Guest Posts, Manifestation Retreats, travelTurn on The Light, Mother F*%cker. Post Italy Blog.
By Jen Pastiloff I don’t blog often here on the site anymore but I wanted to share about my…
July 2, 2017Share this:
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Guest Posts, healing, Manifestation Retreats, Retreats/WorkshopsThe Aleksander Scholarship Fund.
The answer to why some of us have to experience such pain in this life is a non-answer. There is no answer or platitude. Everything doesn’t happen for a reason. Donate if you feel inspired to.
October 17, 2016Share this:
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Birthday, Girl Power: You Are Enough, Guest Posts, Jen Pastiloff, Jen's MusingsGetting Older is Everything. Don’t Believe The Lies. A Message To Young Women on Jen Pastiloff’s Bday.
I was terrified of getting older. In my 20’s I lied and said I was younger. When I was 28, I said I was 25.
I thought once I turned 30 I would be useless. Read that again: useless.
December 12, 2015Share this:
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Eating Disorders/Healing, feminism, Guest PostsYou Really Should Be Skinnier
Don’t comment on my body or my face or if I am smiling. Don’t ask me if I am pregnant unless you see me giving birth or you know for sure. Don’t offer unsolicited advice about how I can be more beautiful or perfect or womanly or successful. Unless I ask you, zip it, Dude. Zip it.
August 18, 2015Share this:
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Girl Power: You Are Enough, Guest Posts, Jen Pastiloff, Jen's MusingsYou’re Enough. Don’t Be An Asshole & Go Forgetting That.
By Jen Pastiloff As you know if you follow me on social media or come to my workshops etc,…
August 16, 2015Share this:
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Guest Posts, Jen Pastiloff, Jen's MusingsLying to Ourselves.
I think we lie to ourselves to survive.
June 11, 2015Share this:
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depression, Guest Posts, Truth, Video, VulnerabilityThe Truth About Depression. No Bullshit.
By Jen Pastiloff I just got back from leading a beautiful retreat for Mother’s Day. I feel hung…
May 11, 2015Share this:
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Delight, Guest Posts, I Have Done Love, InspirationWhat Happens When Justin Timberlake & 25,000 Fans Sing Happy Birthday To a Boy With Autism?
Hey there! Jen Pastiloff here, I’m the founder of The Manifest-Station. Marika, the author of this piece, won a spot at…
August 14, 2014Share this:
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courage, death, depressionDepression is a Duplicitous Asshole.
by Angela Giles Patel Everyone battles something. Some of these battles are episodic and some rage over the course…
August 11, 2014Share this:
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Guest Posts, infertilityPlatter of Oranges
I dive in, charting my ovulation and watching the red line. I am still hoping that sex will allow for the egg and sperm to do their dance. In the time of our courtship, the long distance created a kind of sexual tension.
March 17, 2019Share this:
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#metoo, Guest Posts, Sexual Assault/RapeI Am A Man And I Am A Survivor
I never spoke out. Not as a child anyway. There was the fear of embarrassment that comes from being raised in a tight-knit Hispanic family. I would later find out that I wasn’t his only victim.
March 13, 2019Share this:
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exercise, Guest Posts, HealthGetting Up Offa That Thing
Yoga once a week is a start, as is taking a break from Facebook. The alternative is unacceptable. “I’m changing my life!” I call out to my husband as I post X’s and O’s to Facebook and slap the laptop shut.
March 11, 2019Share this:
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Guest Posts, Self Image, Writing & The BodyPowerful Child
In this water, in this silk, in my other world, I get a little break from all that shit on land that makes no fucking sense.
March 10, 2019Share this:
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Guest Posts, Self Image, Writing & The BodyClaiming the Right to Cherish My Body
I can honestly say I never applied the same “acceptable body” rules to other people that I so mercilessly applied to myself.
March 8, 2019Share this:
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emotions, Guest Posts, TruthOn Anger
I’m angry that the main thing about female anger is still “making space,” giving permission. I don’t want or need anyone’s permission to be angry. I want to be heard, understood. More than than, I want things to change, damn it, not a pat on the head and a gold star for “letting it all out.”
March 7, 2019Share this:
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Addiction, Guest Posts, SurvivingEveryday Objects
Sobriety has been a process of leaching the drug associations from everyday objects, including the veins in my arms. And I was hoping that even a former piece of drug paraphernalia could find a place in our silverware drawer.
March 1, 2019Share this:
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Guest Posts, poetrySIMPLE BEAUTY (Mas Tequila)
Frida- “Mas tequila,” she weeps,
“mas tequila, Alma Luzita,” she laughs.
She pours a bit into
our cafecitos. A tiny
hummingbird pauses
between us, her
gift of green/red
energy, her
whirring wings,
silence.February 27, 2019Share this:
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Guest Posts, Making Shit Happen, Self LoveOn A Scale Of One To Ten
Statistically, estrangement of a family member isn’t unusual. Nor is it sudden. The final straw might be that someone brings the wrong dessert to a family gathering, but before that fateful dessert there have been years of tiny paper cuts.
February 25, 2019Share this:
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Abuse, Guest Posts, SurvivingThe Inedible Footnote of Child Abuse
I cannot be forced to donate blood, organs, or tissue, even when I’m dead, but in my mother’s house, I had no say in much of anything to do with my body. Suicide ideation became a way of life.
February 20, 2019Share this:
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Guest Posts, loveMidrash on Love and Language
She loved him more anything, with the possible exception of language, which she had relied on longer and known first. By language she meant words, which were perfect in their reliability, finite, fixed.
February 14, 2019Share this:
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Guest Posts, TraumaMaking sense out of Tragedy
Two days later, (today) the facts are this: a young woman was killed. She was hit by a bullet meant for the gunman. In the reports of the incident, it says “the bullet travelled.”
February 1, 2019Share this:
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Family, Guest PostsSpinning: A Love Letter About Genetics, Written to My Son While He Played in the Swimming Pool
On the day you were born I was the only one who heard the soft gasp of your first dry breath. My own breathing got caught on your beauty and I heard you become. Become what? Mine.
January 30, 2019Share this:
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Guest Posts, parentingToby’s Questions
I have heard of women mourning the loss of their female identity, their wombs, their estrogen. But, I hadn’t stopped to consider. I have approached this like I did my cancer with the agenda being only to keep me alive. But this, this is different.
January 28, 2019Share this:
