Aging is an extraordinary process, where you become free to be the person you always should have been – David Bowie.
The evening was warm, and the air was still. The women arrived in pairs or alone at the pre-arranged meeting place. Some chatted, others were silent, not knowing what the evening would bring. I was amongst the latter. This was my first time at such a gathering. We took our seats, and looked to the …
I am not a natural nurturer. Wait a minute, I hear from those who feel the structure of the world as we know it crack a little at this pronouncement - don’t all women get born with the nurturing gene? Nope, seems not, but admitting that is akin to admitting a horrendous character fault. Add …
Somewhere in the world there is a wall, and on this wall are these words of wisdom “Free Your Mind, and Your Ass Will Follow”*. I’m surmising that that’s ‘ass’ as in ‘arse’, not ass as in donkey. Evidently, these words of wisdom have been written by an American, or someone who has learned American …
“Sixty is the teenagehood of old age” – so the quote went from an eighty year old woman, via Caz Sheldon, in the photo book I borrowed from the library ‘Visible – 60: Women at 60’. The book features a number of New Zealand women at sixty years old, and their thoughts and lives at …
A man I had come to know, some twenty-odd years south of my age, made some moves on me a wee while ago. I guess it's not that much of an unusual occurrence for this happen to an older woman. Technically, I have no idea what was going on in this man’s head, apart from …
I am sixty years old. Yep, although technically I’m ready for the twilight zone to which our culture consigns women who age, I’m damned if I’m going there quietly. It may make some people uncomfortable, but here’s a secret about aging – you just care less and less about the stuff you once thought was …
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