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V.F. Thompson writes about a time when performance art became a safe retreat and how in stillness, there is transformation.
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As I help my clients, I realize how far I have come in my own journey.
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How traveling and living in a van helped me come to terms with my disability.
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My mom’s side of the family came to the U.S. from Cuba as refugees fleeing the Communist Revolution. My dad’s side of the family is of the Midwestern variety that doesn’t believe in feelings, sickness, or anything that might be perceived as a weakness.
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It was easy, when I was able-bodied, to believe that I would do anything necessary to keep myself alive and healthy. The privilege of the well is to believe they know what it’s like to be sick.
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