Show Overview
What you will learn from Sophie about menopause:
- 75% of women will have symptoms
- If and how menopause can be “treated?”
- The two types of Hormonal Replacement Therapy (HRT)
- The correlation with breast cancer
- Busting the myth about HRT
- What is “bio-identical” HRT?
- How blood tests yield the right HRT cocktail
- How Sophie got her life back when she started HRT
- What we don’t know about hysterectomy
- How doctors misdiagnose menopause as depression, empty nest syndrome
- Doctors are not always knowledgeable, and will prescribe anti-depressants
- How can men can respond when they feel caught like a “bunny in the headlights”
- Menopause is a natural phase of life. It’s not a disease
- Menopause is a change that women don’t have control of
- Menopause can lead to relationship breakdown
- Topical and suppository estrogen filled pessaries can help
- How the frequency and character of sex changes during menopause (Hint: Women don’t organism as frequently)
- Whatever philosophy you take in life, we are only responsible for ourselves
- What happens to a lot of women is they become disconnected from their bodies
- Society has evolved so women are trained to be like men, which cuts them off from their bodies
- Sophie’s big journey are all the practices she does to reconnect with her body, which really means her sexual energy
- A toy cabinet, a Disneyworld, of playful ways a woman can light up her sexual magnetism and embrace a heightened sense of body and sexual desire (Hint: there is more women can do beyond masturbation and self-pleasuring)
- How women hold trauma in the tissues of their vagina
- The yin of women, and the yang men, and ways woman are becoming more yang (fire and heat)
- How women in urban and developed environments suffer more symptoms than those in rural and undeveloped
- How does she reconcile the tension between the masculine and feminine pulls
- How woman can recalibrate their power source
- How women can be equally powerful to men while cultivating their divine feminine energy
- What we can learn from ancient cultures, China, India, and tribal
- We are on the cusp of the woman’s age (Kundalini thinking) and how that’s throwing things off-kilter
- Why it’s important for women to listen to their own female power and discernment
- Men: Listen, ask questions
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Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.
Mark Twain
I often hear nowadays, people being accused.
“He’s a racist.”
“She’s a racist.”
“Trump’s a racist.”
“So and so’s a racist.”
What I have yet to hear is: “I am a racist.”
So let me be the first.
I am a racist.
Yes.
I see the ugly thing, creeping around my soul like a roach in the kitchen. I squash it, but sometime later, there it is again.
I know there is a nest somewhere, eggs hatching, a source deep within me, hidden away where it’s easy to deny. There is where I'll find the library of my false beliefs, the lies I tell myself over and over, so often they become grooves cut into my gray matter, like fissures in rock where the water runs down, cutting deeper and deeper, until fissures become swales, and swales become canyons.
When did the first racist raindrop fall? I don’t know. As a child, for sure. How many drops of poison does it take to pollute the vessel of pure water of which we are born? When, exactly, does a person become a racist, and who gets to decide?
I don’t know, but then, neither does anyone else.
I don’t believe in permanence. That’s one thing the Buddhists have taught me.
Everything changes.
We can become aware of that library of false beliefs, that nest of nasties that colors our perception of things, often for the worse. Awareness alone brings change. We can cut new grooves. My challenge as a human being is not to deny that I am a racist, for that would be as foolish as denying I have cancer when I really do. My challenge is, rather, to stop the cancer from metastasizing and poisoning the whole man.
I doubt I will ever fully eradicate my racism. Unfortunately, I suspect some vestige of it will always be with me. But what I can do, and what I do do, is expose myself to experiences that lessen my racism, those being travel, kind and honest conversation, and breaking bread with “the others” whenever I can. These experiences, like wind and rain, smooth rock and, over time, lay low even the highest mountains.
So when I hear the angry crowd shouting, "He’s a racist,” I want to ask:
“Who among you is not a racist? Stand up then and take a bow...for you are surely a god.”
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