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…
Latest Posts
On Being Human.-
-
Guest PostsPersister.
Hi, it’s Jen Pastiloff here. I never blog on the site anymore but here I am in New York,…
October 19, 2017Share this:
-
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:
-
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:
-
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:
-
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:
-
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:
-
Guest Posts, Jen Pastiloff, Jen's MusingsLying to Ourselves.
I think we lie to ourselves to survive.
June 11, 2015Share this:
-
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:
-
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:
-
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:
-
empty nest, Guest PostsHello, My Future Self!
She is not a mother, so she doesn’t know that it’s not the “enough” part I am leery of now. I am questioning the “You are” part.
May 24, 2019Share this:
-
Grief, Guest Posts, No Bullshit MotherhoodAbsence
By Rachel Greenley Green is the rarest of eye colors—only two percent of the world’s population. My children had…
May 22, 2019Share this:
-
Guest Posts, Relationships, Young VoicesFruit
The kiwis I ate in the morning at my B&B tasted tangy, enticing, unlike my breakfasts back home. The memory of their flesh slipping between my lips scratched at my mind for the rest of the morning and followed me as I went on long afternoon walks outside Verona.
May 20, 2019Share this:
-
Guest Posts, spiritualityDarkened Churches
I’m no hypocrite, and I know that I don’t have the feeling inside me. So how do I understand my sadness at seeing any church alone, empty inside?
May 18, 2019Share this:
-
Family, Guest Posts, YogaYoga
By Rob Norman I drove up to my hometown of Grand Rapids, Michigan after a very long hiatus. I…
May 16, 2019Share this:
-
Guest Posts, memoriesEnlightenment at Cross Town
. It turned out that she spotted me in the picture, but also spotted me for a Big Mac combo at McDonalds one day, and I promised to pay her back. But days went on, though four out of five days I had money in my pocket, it seemed like the days she reminded me to pay her, were weirdly on the exact days I had no money.
May 14, 2019Share this:
-
Guest Posts, motherhoodSequestering the Mother
Becoming a mother has divided my body in portions, passing out small pieces at a time to my child, husband and self. I’ve been stretched to a capacity I formerly did not think possible and from there, have to learn to surrender my control of the unknown.
May 12, 2019Share this:
-
Guest Posts, Surviving, Tough ConversationsOn Survival
I pretend to start my period when I am thirteen so my dad will buy me tampons. The day before this my mother is bleeding all over the sheets.
May 10, 2019Share this:
-
Eating/Food, Guest Posts, Self ImageBody Unlovable
When my husband died, it was the ultimate rejection. I’d never felt so desperate, never craved something so badly before. At first, I hardly left my house. I drank wine in my bed every night, straight from the bottle, cried myself to sleep watching back-to-back episodes of Lost, woke next to those bottles, empty, head spinning, nausea and guilt consuming
May 8, 2019Share this:
-
Guest Posts, No Bullshit Motherhood, parentingObsessed
My mother’s pinky toe is her favorite. The nail never grows longer than a quarter inch. She would sit there not in plain view but off to the side of the room.
May 6, 2019Share this:
-
Guest Posts, writingA Writer Changed My Life
She recounted our conversation and added, “It’s a shame that someone so smart and talented would decide not to college. I wonder what might change her mind.” I kept reading it over and over. A famous columnist had written about me. Why did she care?
May 4, 2019Share this:
-
Divorce, Guest Posts, moving onMy Ex-Husband is Getting Remarried
Grief has no expiration date. Mine had a 19 year shelf life which even surpasses that of a Twinkie. Everything is a process.
May 2, 2019Share this:
-
Grief, Guest PostsLetting Her Go
Watching someone you love die is…for lack of a better term…fucked up. When my son died, it was sudden. I found him and it was already over. With my mother I am watching her slowly turn the corner to whatever is next.
April 30, 2019Share this:
-
Guest Posts, Mental HealthA Horse Brought Me Back To Life
I found myself lying on the carpeted floor, feeling as if my life was being sucked dry by its cleverness. It was in these moments that I thought my only way out was to somehow destroy myself to end the suffocating pain and trauma in my body. But I couldn’t move
April 26, 2019Share this:
