Here’s how this week’s art and culture column begins:

Recently I was on a friend’s podcast discussing my essay collection “RAVISHED: Notes on Womanhood.

He and I talked a bit about my former life as a Beverly Hills attorney. After several agonizing years of soul-searching I gave up that job, along with the money, benefits and prestige, in favor of the precarious existence of a creative writer.

“What would you say to the woman who works in a law firm and hits the glass ceiling?” my friend asked at one point.

My mind short-circuited. “I guess…uh…I can’t imagine wanting to move up the ladder in a law firm,” I laughingly stammered.

“That’s not a slur against lawyers,” I continued. “It’s a reflection of the fact that I absolutely was not called to be a lawyer. But I guess I’d say give it everything you have but if you can’t move up any further, look at it as a blessing in disguise. Because maybe you want to order your life to something other than power, property and prestige. And if you’re a lawyer for the right reason—which is because the law is your vocation and your way to give to the world—then you’ll figure out a way to do it no matter how much or how little money you make.”

Afterward I pondered his question for a long time. “Render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s and to God what is God’s,” said Christ. In a way, moving up the corporate ladder is a question for Caesar. Of course we’re all entitled to make a living. Of course our expertise and gifts should be equally remunerated whether we’re women or men.



  1. Ron Lewberg says: Reply

    Great piece for reflection. We probably all nee much more of that gratitude mode. Thanks.

    1. HEATHER KING says: Reply

      Happy Thanksgiving, dear Ron! Many thanks for your readership and support–

  2. Phillip Aller says: Reply

    Well said and done Heather! Thank you for your vocation. You are a beacon of light in a darkening world

    1. HEATHER KING says: Reply

      Phillip! Thank you so much…I do feel…why are we giving ourselves over to “the world” (as opposed to the wildcard Kingdom of God!) that loves to plunge us into gloom and set us at each other’s throats? Now, more than ever, we need to be awake, not least of all with joy…plans…projects…efforts to console, comfort and connect with one another…of course I say this having just had a nice cup of coffee and a large ginger cookie…Happy Thanksgiving week to you and I appreciate your readership.

  3. Patrick Dooling says: Reply

    Yesterday I gave the last sacraments to one of my oldest friends. He was an English teacher, a Catholic from S California, a great cook, lover of roses…and he encouraged my love of newly discovered Flannery O’Connor. He was dying in a house he built with fellow teachers, the locus of many meals and parties. I told him, casting political correctness aside, ‘Bill, you’re having a good death’ to which he smiled and agreed. I added ‘You’ve had a charmed existence.’ Again, smiling agreement. I’ve had a charmed existence and know one when I see it. You too, dear Heather. How can we not be grateful? Thank you for this posting.

    1. HEATHER KING says: Reply

      Don’t tell me political correctness now decrees that we must have a BAD death? Or are they forbidding death? Or forbidding us to sit with people we love as they die and, together, we contemplate the afterlife?…Anyway, Fr Pat, I’m so glad you got to sit vigil with your friend…in fact, the older I get, the more I’m thinking maybe that is our “job” and our joy…just quietly to accompany one another, whatever way we can…the more the world clamors for brands, platforms, followers, the smaller I feel moved to become…You’re darned right we have lived charmed lives. I’m sitting in my writing studio looking through binoculars at the birds on the wire….Happy Thanksgiving to you and your brothers and your flock! Thank you for your loyalty and sense of fun!