Comments on: The Rage Club: Liberating Our Teenage Minds http://ourladyoftheredthread.com/2009/07/30/the-rage-club-liberating-our-teenage-minds/ Welcome to my rambling path. Exploring faith, creativity, wildness, compassion and the mystery of life. I write and paint about being here on earth, loving all of it and seeking peace, even amidst the chaos and suffering. Oh Holy Lady of the Red Thread, please make this journal a blessing and an inspiration! Amen. Sun, 05 Feb 2012 08:57:15 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.com/ By: cynthia http://ourladyoftheredthread.com/2009/07/30/the-rage-club-liberating-our-teenage-minds/#comment-187 Mon, 07 Sep 2009 01:04:04 +0000 http://ourladyoftheredthread.com/?p=558#comment-187 Thank you for taking the time to write this…it’s a perfect jewel of a gift to us. No editing needed. Your journal entry comes straight from the heart so in turn, makes it an honest reflection of the past that brings you to your even more beautiful now.

I am humbled and pondering my own reflection at this moment by your circuitous, wonder-filled story. I feel blessed my path led me to yours. ….. my heart is full….smiles smiles smiles…..cynthia

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]]> By: Jean http://ourladyoftheredthread.com/2009/07/30/the-rage-club-liberating-our-teenage-minds/#comment-126 Fri, 31 Jul 2009 04:58:01 +0000 http://ourladyoftheredthread.com/?p=558#comment-126 I am up early..or rather late too. I am reading your latest posting.

I knew I connected with your writing…then I read you were the high school mascot…a panther. I was the high school mascot..a beaver! The connectin has to be cosmic~ :)

ps I love that you can see starlight from your new home!

]]> By: Susanna http://ourladyoftheredthread.com/2009/07/30/the-rage-club-liberating-our-teenage-minds/#comment-125 Fri, 31 Jul 2009 00:01:54 +0000 http://ourladyoftheredthread.com/?p=558#comment-125 Thanks for sharing your teenage journey with us. I resonated with so many facets from the Dead Kennedys and Anarchy Signs to the deliberate moves to defy classification. I grew up in Midland, TX – home of George W – and embraced the role of outsider early on through my participation in theater. It was the drama kids and the geeks I befriended. My fashion statements included carrying a “Pigs in Space” muppets lunchbox for a purse (before all that was cool), wearing Converse with skirts, and engineering a hair clip with a real dogbone on it to wear with my yellow dinosaur shirt. Thank God I had one friend, a redhead like me, who followed all my fashion trends so that I wasn’t the only one. I regret that my mom didn’t celebrate me stepping out of the norm as your mother did. Clothing to me was a canvas to express my creativity, assert my independence from social norms, and flip the finger to the “conformists” who would be threatened by something different. My mother felt that my clothes made me vulnerable to attacks from close-minded folks (as opposed to “clothes-minded” me)- but she didn’t stop me, understanding that there were bigger battles to fight after having raised my two older brothers. I like to believe that she was secretly proud of me, I know I am! Looking back at the age of 35, having taught middle school, high school and now college level, I get that everyone was suffering in the teenage years – even those who didn’t visibly rebel, it’s a rough time period, and I’ve had a chance to drop my prejudices towards the “popular” “conformist” “preppy” “kicker” kids. It sounds like you didn’t foster your grudges so much – good on ya.

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