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		<title>Comment on Why Not Me? by Remittance Girl</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/16/why-not-me/#comment-273</link>
		<dc:creator>Remittance Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 08:11:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hello Jane. Thank you so much for telling your story. Of course, the whole narrative was very powerful, but one thing that struck me forcefully in the account your experience was your mental clarity, your mental agency. 

Too often, I find, in an attempt to treat women who have been raped sensitively, they are recast into the role of victim dolls. What I found so empowering about your story was that, through your recounting, was this subtext of: this is what I thought, this is what I heard, sensed, felt, this is what I decided, this is how I responded... To tell this story in this way is to turn a rape survivor from a victim into a heroine. 

What an amazing person you must have been at 14. What an amazing person you are now! Again, thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello Jane. Thank you so much for telling your story. Of course, the whole narrative was very powerful, but one thing that struck me forcefully in the account your experience was your mental clarity, your mental agency. </p>
<p>Too often, I find, in an attempt to treat women who have been raped sensitively, they are recast into the role of victim dolls. What I found so empowering about your story was that, through your recounting, was this subtext of: this is what I thought, this is what I heard, sensed, felt, this is what I decided, this is how I responded&#8230; To tell this story in this way is to turn a rape survivor from a victim into a heroine. </p>
<p>What an amazing person you must have been at 14. What an amazing person you are now! Again, thank you.</p>
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		<title>Comment on A Message of Love by Karl James</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/23/a-message-of-love/#comment-270</link>
		<dc:creator>Karl James</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 19:51:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay. I&#039;m looking forward to talking. Much love. K x</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay. I&#8217;m looking forward to talking. Much love. K x</p>
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		<title>Comment on A Message of Love by fhjpeder43</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/23/a-message-of-love/#comment-268</link>
		<dc:creator>fhjpeder43</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 15:49:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Theres two elements that I think is important concerning rape. Women has to stop feel ashamed, if thats possible, ant try to help eachother instead of pushing themselves down. The other thing is that men has to start behave like men and make a clear and visible stand against rape. To be a real man is first and foremost to make everyone around him safe. Rape concerns and touches us all. Be responsible. 

http://finnhjalmar.wordpress.com/2010/07/23/gasoline-on-%C2%ABthe-fire-of-shame%C2%BB/</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Theres two elements that I think is important concerning rape. Women has to stop feel ashamed, if thats possible, ant try to help eachother instead of pushing themselves down. The other thing is that men has to start behave like men and make a clear and visible stand against rape. To be a real man is first and foremost to make everyone around him safe. Rape concerns and touches us all. Be responsible. </p>
<p><a href="http://finnhjalmar.wordpress.com/2010/07/23/gasoline-on-%C2%ABthe-fire-of-shame%C2%BB/" rel="nofollow">http://finnhjalmar.wordpress.com/2010/07/23/gasoline-on-%C2%ABthe-fire-of-shame%C2%BB/</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on Why Not Me? by Jaspio</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/16/why-not-me/#comment-261</link>
		<dc:creator>Jaspio</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2010 12:31:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jane, I just discovered this boo through the twitterscape. I was really touched by how strong and secure you were through your ordeal. 

Your level of clarity, understanding and shear will power is astounding and incredibly inspiring. 

Thank you ever so much for sharing this. It is a testament perseverance and full of hope that anyone can really rebuild and shape their life after the hardest of ordeals.

I wish nothing but the best for you and your family.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jane, I just discovered this boo through the twitterscape. I was really touched by how strong and secure you were through your ordeal. </p>
<p>Your level of clarity, understanding and shear will power is astounding and incredibly inspiring. </p>
<p>Thank you ever so much for sharing this. It is a testament perseverance and full of hope that anyone can really rebuild and shape their life after the hardest of ordeals.</p>
<p>I wish nothing but the best for you and your family.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Why Not Me? by Jo</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/16/why-not-me/#comment-259</link>
		<dc:creator>Jo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2010 09:50:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was in the year below you at school Jane. I remember the horror of it happening in our little sleepy town &amp; how us girls cried together at the thought of what had happened to you &amp; your mum.
I listened to your conversation with Karl this morning, my heart too was pounding, but now, afterwards, I&#039;m left with such a feeling of admiration for the way in which you are able to deal with it all &amp; for allowing the tapes of your coversation to be played at Latitude. 
Your honest responses to Karls questions &amp; the conclusions you have drawn are nothing short of inspirational. 
Stumbling around Twitter &amp; finding you, what are the chances...
Thank you x x</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was in the year below you at school Jane. I remember the horror of it happening in our little sleepy town &amp; how us girls cried together at the thought of what had happened to you &amp; your mum.<br />
I listened to your conversation with Karl this morning, my heart too was pounding, but now, afterwards, I&#8217;m left with such a feeling of admiration for the way in which you are able to deal with it all &amp; for allowing the tapes of your coversation to be played at Latitude.<br />
Your honest responses to Karls questions &amp; the conclusions you have drawn are nothing short of inspirational.<br />
Stumbling around Twitter &amp; finding you, what are the chances&#8230;<br />
Thank you x x</p>
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		<title>Comment on Why Not Me? by Karl James</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/16/why-not-me/#comment-258</link>
		<dc:creator>Karl James</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 22:10:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I feel I should comment briefly here; if only as the &#039;other&#039; in Jane&#039;s conversation, her partner in dialogue I hope. 

It was such a wonderful experience - for both of us I think. The actual conversation. Because, I think, we met. We met. We hardly knew each other, but we met. The complete opposite, the antidote (no, not the antidote) but the opposite to a rape. Respectful, intimate, trusting, mutual. Joyful. Shared. Beautiful. Something to be treasured, cherished. I&#039;ll never forget meeting Jane. And a friendship has begun because of our meeting. 

But to any listeners... present and potential, there is an important footnote. This is not the whole conversation you&#039;ve heard. Not yet. This edit is, if you like, Part I, the account of the rape itself. And a brief reflection from the end of our conversation to give a sense of who and where Jane is now. 

Parts II and III are coming. And they are as powerful, as extraordinary as Part I. But different. 

Jane Prinsep is one hell of a woman. Not because she has recovered (or not yet recovered) from her experience of rape.

She is extraordinary because she is taking on her life. She is embracing life. And all it brings. 

And for that - I thank her and I find myself inspired by her. As did the many many people, men and women - mostly young men and women - who have heard her voice so clearly these last few days at Latitude Festival. 

For now, that&#039;s it. But there&#039;s more to come. 

Thank you Jane. 

K</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I feel I should comment briefly here; if only as the &#8216;other&#8217; in Jane&#8217;s conversation, her partner in dialogue I hope. </p>
<p>It was such a wonderful experience &#8211; for both of us I think. The actual conversation. Because, I think, we met. We met. We hardly knew each other, but we met. The complete opposite, the antidote (no, not the antidote) but the opposite to a rape. Respectful, intimate, trusting, mutual. Joyful. Shared. Beautiful. Something to be treasured, cherished. I&#8217;ll never forget meeting Jane. And a friendship has begun because of our meeting. </p>
<p>But to any listeners&#8230; present and potential, there is an important footnote. This is not the whole conversation you&#8217;ve heard. Not yet. This edit is, if you like, Part I, the account of the rape itself. And a brief reflection from the end of our conversation to give a sense of who and where Jane is now. </p>
<p>Parts II and III are coming. And they are as powerful, as extraordinary as Part I. But different. </p>
<p>Jane Prinsep is one hell of a woman. Not because she has recovered (or not yet recovered) from her experience of rape.</p>
<p>She is extraordinary because she is taking on her life. She is embracing life. And all it brings. </p>
<p>And for that &#8211; I thank her and I find myself inspired by her. As did the many many people, men and women &#8211; mostly young men and women &#8211; who have heard her voice so clearly these last few days at Latitude Festival. </p>
<p>For now, that&#8217;s it. But there&#8217;s more to come. </p>
<p>Thank you Jane. </p>
<p>K</p>
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		<title>Comment on My ANGER at second Rape at Latitude Festival by monkeystreehouse</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/18/my-anger-at-second-rape-at-latitude-festival/#comment-257</link>
		<dc:creator>monkeystreehouse</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 12:09:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>people are always looking for the answer to that question . unfortunately the answer is usually , something along the lines of &quot;just because&quot;. not very helpful i know ,but i felt i had to say it</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>people are always looking for the answer to that question . unfortunately the answer is usually , something along the lines of &#8220;just because&#8221;. not very helpful i know ,but i felt i had to say it</p>
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		<title>Comment on Why Not Me? by My ANGER at second Rape at Latitude Festival &#171; Splintered Reflections</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/16/why-not-me/#comment-255</link>
		<dc:creator>My ANGER at second Rape at Latitude Festival &#171; Splintered Reflections</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 11:21:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] last night, I hit a kind of &#8220;breaking point&#8221;.  After reading a wonderful comment on my WHY NOT ME? post, I just couldn&#8217;t hold tears back any longer.  The floodgates opened.  The person [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] last night, I hit a kind of &#8220;breaking point&#8221;.  After reading a wonderful comment on my WHY NOT ME? post, I just couldn&#8217;t hold tears back any longer.  The floodgates opened.  The person [...]</p>
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		<title>Comment on Why Not Me? by Jo</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/07/16/why-not-me/#comment-254</link>
		<dc:creator>Jo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 22:29:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Twitter is what you make it to be. Some use it to chat, some to promote, some, like me, use it to get information and to be entertained. I like passing on or &#039;RTing&#039; (if you want to be pedantic about it) stuff that interests/entertains/enrages/confuses me to my handful of followers (whether my followers like this too remains to be seen) I know Jane from Twitter. It was from there I first became aware of her experience and, over a period of time, the dialogue that she was taking part in. I knew it was something I wanted to support and how important it was to RT it....But I couldn&#039;t bring myself to listen to it.

It&#039;s not that I&#039;m easily shocked or offended. It&#039;s because, although I don&#039;t know Jane personally, I like her. Her tweets are frequent and frequently funny, she&#039;s generous and kind, she has the same questionable taste in music as me, likes the same crisps and our sons share the same name. Small things perhaps but enough to make you care about someone in a geeky, cyberworld way. Believe me I know how selfish this sounds but I didn&#039;t want to listen because it seemed too close to home, too personal. I thought it would be unbearable to hear.

Parts of it are unbearable. Devastating and disturbing. at one point I felt I had to make sure my children were asleep incase they could hear the recording. the hideous irony of that made me weep. But I continued to listen and I&#039;m so glad I did.

Ultimately, what I&#039;m left with is Jane&#039;s honesty, not just in taking part in the dialogue and the frank, open way in which she recounts the events but because of her conclusions. She doesn&#039;t sound like she&#039;s been taught or encouraged to view her experiences this way. This is not the voice of a woman who has been led or instructed to come to these conclusions. This her voice, her views and her choice as to how the rape influenced her life. From what I do know of Jane this makes perfect sense, she evaluates life on her terms, it&#039;s what makes her who she is.

I sincerely hope that this dialogue reaches more people, people who need to hear it. It doesn&#039;t make for easy listening, it&#039;s powerful, upsetting, brave and very important.

Jo
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Twitter is what you make it to be. Some use it to chat, some to promote, some, like me, use it to get information and to be entertained. I like passing on or &#8216;RTing&#8217; (if you want to be pedantic about it) stuff that interests/entertains/enrages/confuses me to my handful of followers (whether my followers like this too remains to be seen) I know Jane from Twitter. It was from there I first became aware of her experience and, over a period of time, the dialogue that she was taking part in. I knew it was something I wanted to support and how important it was to RT it&#8230;.But I couldn&#8217;t bring myself to listen to it.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s not that I&#8217;m easily shocked or offended. It&#8217;s because, although I don&#8217;t know Jane personally, I like her. Her tweets are frequent and frequently funny, she&#8217;s generous and kind, she has the same questionable taste in music as me, likes the same crisps and our sons share the same name. Small things perhaps but enough to make you care about someone in a geeky, cyberworld way. Believe me I know how selfish this sounds but I didn&#8217;t want to listen because it seemed too close to home, too personal. I thought it would be unbearable to hear.</p>
<p>Parts of it are unbearable. Devastating and disturbing. at one point I felt I had to make sure my children were asleep incase they could hear the recording. the hideous irony of that made me weep. But I continued to listen and I&#8217;m so glad I did.</p>
<p>Ultimately, what I&#8217;m left with is Jane&#8217;s honesty, not just in taking part in the dialogue and the frank, open way in which she recounts the events but because of her conclusions. She doesn&#8217;t sound like she&#8217;s been taught or encouraged to view her experiences this way. This is not the voice of a woman who has been led or instructed to come to these conclusions. This her voice, her views and her choice as to how the rape influenced her life. From what I do know of Jane this makes perfect sense, she evaluates life on her terms, it&#8217;s what makes her who she is.</p>
<p>I sincerely hope that this dialogue reaches more people, people who need to hear it. It doesn&#8217;t make for easy listening, it&#8217;s powerful, upsetting, brave and very important.</p>
<p>Jo<br />
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		<title>Comment on A Dialogue About Sex by Rohan Kallicharan</title>
		<link>http://splinteredreflections.com/2010/06/22/a-dialogue-about-sex/#comment-253</link>
		<dc:creator>Rohan Kallicharan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 21:01:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am a firm believer that the past shapes our present and future, and that our experiences are the essence of the people that we become - this is a constant &#039;self-evolution&#039;.

Where people are vulnerable is that the anger and emotions with those events that have hurt us, will often never dissipate and eventually spiral out of control. Anger is a raw emotion and it consistently prevents us from being at peace either with ourselves or others.

Bravery, however, is the ability to constructively deal with our past, and use it to make ourselves stronger. Your ordeal is one that is worse than anyone should ever have to experience, and it breaks my heart that someone whom I consider a true friend, and I do not use that term lightly, has had to go through this.

The concept however is the same. You have gone through anger at others, and notably at yourself. The realisation comes that you have no need to ever reproach yourself.

As you know, God plays a huge part in my life. Whilst I cannot imagine why God would ever put anyone through what you have endured, he chose you for a reason, and that is because he knew that you would have the eventual strength to overcome, to inspire, and to be the most positive of friends and influences to so many.

Your past and every painful moment, is what has made you into the strong, creative, brave, wonderful friend, partner and parent that you are today.

Enjoy every moment that life affords you from here on in. You have fought hard enough to deserve every last one.

xx</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am a firm believer that the past shapes our present and future, and that our experiences are the essence of the people that we become &#8211; this is a constant &#8216;self-evolution&#8217;.</p>
<p>Where people are vulnerable is that the anger and emotions with those events that have hurt us, will often never dissipate and eventually spiral out of control. Anger is a raw emotion and it consistently prevents us from being at peace either with ourselves or others.</p>
<p>Bravery, however, is the ability to constructively deal with our past, and use it to make ourselves stronger. Your ordeal is one that is worse than anyone should ever have to experience, and it breaks my heart that someone whom I consider a true friend, and I do not use that term lightly, has had to go through this.</p>
<p>The concept however is the same. You have gone through anger at others, and notably at yourself. The realisation comes that you have no need to ever reproach yourself.</p>
<p>As you know, God plays a huge part in my life. Whilst I cannot imagine why God would ever put anyone through what you have endured, he chose you for a reason, and that is because he knew that you would have the eventual strength to overcome, to inspire, and to be the most positive of friends and influences to so many.</p>
<p>Your past and every painful moment, is what has made you into the strong, creative, brave, wonderful friend, partner and parent that you are today.</p>
<p>Enjoy every moment that life affords you from here on in. You have fought hard enough to deserve every last one.</p>
<p>xx</p>
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