Farris, Jemima

Who is Jemima Farris? Podcaster, Chef, Artist, Mentor and Advocate for children in cults, high coercion groups or families. Born into the Children of God cult, she knew nothing of the world outside the group until she was excommunicated at age 27. Alone and with a small child, she chose to attend Clark College in Vancouver, Washington to study Business Administration. After growing up extremely isolated and with little knowledge of the society she now lived in, she struggled with severe addictions, poverty, job losses, eviction, abusive relationships etc. On March 10th, 2013, she made a decision to take back her life and stopped using meth. In the following years she also overcame addictions to food, alcohol and cigarettes. In 2021, she and her best friend Whisper James (also a survivor of the Children of God cult), decided to start a podcast called Butterflies and Bravery. The focus of the podcast is to reach second generation cult children and let them know they're not alone in their struggles as well as provide a platform for survivors to tell their stories in their own words. It has become a place where each person can speak freely about the things that too often are not talked about. Jemima lives in the foothills of the Bitterroot Mountains in Central Idaho with her husband, daughter, 2 cats and 3 dogs. 

Protect Your Light


Haiku by Jemima Farris for Butterflies and Bravery 

Gold or plastic

 spoon In your mouth at birth

 I had bit and bridle


 Nerves on high alert

 Runners at the starting line

 Waiting for the gun


 You've already tried

 Nondisclosure why not try

Talking about it?


 The story is mine

 I am the creator of

My hopes, dreams and loves


 You may be a rock,

Even a rock gets Worn by

the river flowing


 Small steps are progress

 Each step brings you to yourself

Your destination.


 Be eye candy

 or Be soul food or be both

 but Always just be you


 I'll loan you my map

 But the journey to yourself

 Will be yours alone


 It is not life that

Changes,  or becomes better

It is you my dear.


 I did what I feared

And I lost only one thing,

That was fear itself


 Within her a lion

Ever roars, but it cannot find

The path to her voice