Anastasia Rosen-Jones (formally Marcia E. Rosen), New Horizons Small “Zones Of Peace” Project Executive Director and Founder.
A personal and professional blog exploring the vision behind the New
Horizons ZOP and how it reflects my journey from blindness to recovery.
“I wear a thousand masks – and all of them are me.”
Anastasia, the storyteller, with editor, Marge Hulburt, prepare for a storytelling event at New Horizons Harpers Ferry Retreat Center, July, 2006.
Anastasia Rosen-Jones (formerly Marcia E. Rosen) is a retired psychotherapist with more than thirty-five years in the mental health field. Now a community development and violence prevention coach, consultant and trainer, she is the author of five books in progress, including "The Middle East Crisis In My Backyard" and numerous articles.
Anastasia makes her home in the mountains above Harpers Ferry where she is happily nested with the birds, the trees and the squirrels. She is at her most fulfilled watching the sunset from the deck of her home -- and/or -- sitting around a campfire in the woods telling and listening to stories.
aiming at the show theme, The Cost Of
The Quiet, for months. But I just could not get it to come
together, could not quite find the right tone. So I kept putting it off and
putting it off again.
But the theme
is so pivotal to my Hot Pants,
Motorcycles And K Street story that I could not, indefinitely, keep
skirting the edges. So central to what coming to JFK’s Camelot meant for me and
what happened thereafter (i.e. my life on the fast track of Washington society and politics). So much of who and what I have become.
all began with secrets, or at least that is what stands out most for me at this
telling; family secrets and scandals, child abuse, power and money control
games, conspiracies of silence, and collusions. Secrets I lived with and through, however, that led me to know and understand the dark side of our national politics and society so thoroughly that I became an adept at transforming these to the Light, a gift of the hardships for which I am most grateful.
Watergate grabbed and held my attention these long, past four decades. So much
of what went on in that state of affairs replicated the family system within
which I grew up. Years later, in fact, I
came to realize how much Richard Nixon was a stand-in for my mother. Nixon
provided me with a projected playing field that I would, for years, use as a
template for working out what had been wounded and damaged in me growing up.
Watergate added to the losses, by assassination of JFK, Martin Luther King, Jr.
and Bobby Kennedy, which also loaded up an entire generation with grief. Those of
us who came of age in the ‘60s and 70s would never forget this era.
It is only
now, four decades later, that “secrets” I’ve held close for these many years
are ready to face the light of a new day.
Actually these are not really hidden parts of me and my history as much
as they are mementos of what has been a rather richly rewarding life’s journey
with, perhaps, more of the challenges from the Dark Side than I would have
Held so close
to me, however, they have taken their toll as unhealed grief is wont to do.
The worst of
the trials and tribulations has, truly, been the result of my own, more or less
innocent holding back of facts, as I have known them, and feelings. Thank goodness today is a new day. With the encouragement
and support of friends and associates such as Jack, I am on my way out of the
closet. Not a LGTB one, by any means,
yet a coming out certain to make a few waves.
have it, however, that Anastasia, meaning “She Who Rises Again,” would eventually
find her voice. And, like so many others learn to avail themselves of our First
Anastasia links this tale of her's to the recent tragic death by
suicide of L. Wren Scott, partner to Mick Jagger, for a poignant discussion on
how the self-determined pressures of achievement and success in the American
culture can, potentially, lead to such outcomes.
The on-air portion of the show continues with a conference call
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