“Just What I Needed”
Helping to produce Exponent II, I realized that — for the first time — I felt safe to explore my own thinking and instincts and to trust myself.
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“I Wouldn’t Have Cared If Exponent II Were Published on Paper Towels”
Not only do I have that first issue — I have every issue published since July 1974.
“Reared on the Laps of the Matriarchs”
I think a DNA blood sample would verify my connection to it. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“The Sisterhood That So Lovingly Saw Me Through”
We raised our families together while shepherding what we felt was an honest, intelligent representation of what Mormon women were dealing with and thinking . . .
“Bold, Clear, Confident”
I am struck by the fact that it has also always been bold, clear in its purpose, and confident in its mission. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Stumbling Across Exponent II”
I hate to think what I would have missed in my life had I never encountered Exponent. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Retreat: Reflect, Reinvent, Reunite, Renew”
For me, the retreat succeeds because of principles laid out during Friday night introductions, as conceived by Carrel Sheldon. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“The Origins of the Exponent Retreat Quilts”
It is a way for us to let sisters know that we see them, we hear them, and we love them.
“Just Do It!”
Nike turned “Just do it” into a tagline. But I bet Claudia said it first.
“Permission”
Its contents immediately captivated and filled me with the honest dialogue that I had only previously hoped existed
“A Love Letter to the Exponent Retreat”
Except for two glorious days each fall in New Hampshire at the Exponent retreat, where I get to be a whole person, with all of my various identities, imperfections, challenges, and contradictions. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“A Friend I Can Take Anywhere”
Twenty years later, I was uprooted in a different way. Not in physical location, but in ways that felt much more unsettling than a change in address.