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Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Natural Birth Control, Natural Birth

Book Reviews: A Cooperative Method Of Natural Birth Control And Spiritual Midwifery

I wish I had read this book before giving birth to our daughter, Mara, at home, not because of the many “amazing birthing tales” (I had previously read numerous accounts of homebirths), but because of the attitudes toward labor and delivery expressed in them.

By Priscilla Rich Safransky June 1977
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

The Sacred And The Profane

Shall we throw Hustler and the Times into the fire? And, years from now, when these words and this argument are forgotten, shall we make into a funeral pyre the “spiritual” tracts we now so revere, those that spell out for us the right way, when we’re all heading the same way?

By Judy Bratten, Sy Safransky & Betsy Campbell Blackwell June 1977
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Another Appetite

It is April and the cold wind shears through Spring, sharp and strident, cutting away the warmth that had been nuzzling the earth. The daffodils have been shredded and the azaleas’ fragile blooms are scissored to limp bits of faded rag.

By Judy Bratten May 1977
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Of God And My Father

A Memoir

I sat on the couch less to read than to be enveloped in that atmosphere. I was too old, by then, to sit with him in his chair, feel the warmth of his breath on my head, smell the faint odor of his sweat, but being just a few feet away was almost as comforting.

By David M. Guy May 1977
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Journal

And when our eyes met, you said silently to me, don’t remind me, not as a reprimand but because these moments, this coming together, was a last blooming lily which I should not point at but rather unfurl my own petals in harmony with yours.

By Betsy Campbell Blackwell May 1977
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Another Appetite

Except for a few independent strands, her soft white hair is pulled back from one of the gentlest faces ever to smile through a window. Her dress is plain, as comfortable as her worn blue tennis shoes, yet feminine.

By Judy Bratten April 1977