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‘It’s just a skin wound’ she told me. ‘It’s just a skin wound’ I told myself and anyone else who would listen. ‘How did you get here’ she asks me. ‘I drove my van’. She looks surprised. ‘You shouldn’t drive … Continue reading →

I have the opportunity to visit a coastal town in the south-east of South Australia.  I am beaming beyond belief at the opportunity to be back in the area.  I’m thinking of going down there this weekend to try to … Continue reading →

I am adopted. Once I would have said ‘I was adopted’.  But since I began writing my story with IdentityRites I have been corrected by the precision which comes from writing.  My mother signed papers to allow my adoption on … Continue reading →

(Share this with anyone who thinks adoption is rescuing a child from poverty) One day I met a beautiful man who brought me to tears. He told me he and his wife had been in a foreign country.  Outside a … Continue reading →

Perhaps like the psychiatrist Paul Sunderland once did, you wonder why a particular acquaintance of yours keeps ‘banging on’ about being adopted.  Perhaps you could then acquaint yourself with some of the evidence of adoptees’ troubled lives.  The scar of … Continue reading →

ADOPTION AND ADDICTION  –  REMEMBERED NOT RECALLED PAUL SUNDERLAND                               notes from LIFEWORKS LECTURE Adoption is a word that does not describe what has happened to a child that results in them coming into services at a very high rate.  It is a … Continue reading →

MARY GAUTHIER   When I began writing songs I knew way in the back of my mind (so deep that I can’t say I actually knew, it was more like a whispered inkling), that someday I’d write a concept record … Continue reading →

WHO IS MY MOTHER? Birth Mothers:  Surrogate Mothers:  Relinquishing Mothers: Adoptive Mothers:  Who do you think has a legal right to own a child? The child is a person in its own right.  It cannot be owned.  It can only … Continue reading →

I have added a couple of new web links, 1. A psychiatrist talking about his work with adoptees and addiction.  He describes the neurology of an infant separated from its mother at birth as enormous loss and grief. 2. A … Continue reading →

  It means you look into the mirror and your face disappears behind the silver backing.  No one you know is reflected there.  You would see if you could see, no familiarity, only difference. It means you look into your … Continue reading →