My first time, hooray, by Dr. Violet Socks. It’s that book thing going around, and I’ve been secretly wishing it would happen to me so I can pay proper homage to the one I been reading.
1. Go to the nearest book in your reach and turn to page 123.
2. Go to the fifth sentence of the book.
3. Copy the next three sentences, then tag 3 people.
“The simple answer is that feminist therapy, in order to be genuinely feminist, and not simply dressed in metaphoric Birkenstocks, must continually trace the path back from the personal to the political, basing its interpretations and understandings on feminist political analysis and feminist strategies for action. A feminist therapist must ask herself how and if the course being taken in therapy will advance the goal of subverting patriarchy in the client’s life, even in the most minute of ways. While therapy may, and in many cases must, attend for a time to the specific and sometimes emergent individual details of a client’s life, therapy fails as feminism when the therapist does not draw, for herself and her client, the linkages between the client’s unique experience and the shared realities of others that are shaped by social and political forces.”
That bloodless quote is not representative of the spirit in this classic and influential text, and it might leave the impression that this is a therapy beholden more to an ideology than the client, but that couldn’t be farther off the mark.
It was a feminist therapist who opened my heart, showed me love, taught me the value of connection, gave me strength to live as a woman and made me accept that I had a right and responsibility to live, and now 22 years later I’m re-visiting her, so to speak, Diane, that genius I bawled out on a daily basis and beginning to see the light in the theory that underpinned her practice. I’ll say it’s thrilling to *see* her again, and the insights in this text are helping me all over to the point I have to pause, put the book down and putter around quietly absorbing the thoughts. I will come back to my experience of this reading, for now too bad I don’t know any bloggers well enough to tag with the meme, which is a story in itself, so will invite 3 shy readers to delurk and self-select. Come on now, don’t leave us hanging.