Today, I was asked to write and lead a public ritual.
Funny how things happen.
1.What if I have simply run out of things to say? Having just had
that 1/2 century birthday, this is not a minor concern.
2. Except in rare circumstances, middle-aged and elderly women tend to be ignored-regardless of the reason for my silence, I hate playing into the stereotype.
3. I hate the very idea of even the possibility of being
4. I've always taken pleasure and pride in having readers of this
blog-and of the relationships developed from it. But without anything to say, what is the point of the blog?