APA March 2004 newsletter

Editress; Ginger Strivelli

This month our yahoogroups list was especially fun…we had a couple 
of our notorious debates….including one on Cronehood…Which 
sparked this little essay I wrote on the subject.

Cronehood by Ginger Strivelli

Some people, particularly now days with the aging 
"me-generation" types who tend to be a 
bit self-absorbed/righteous/centered--- will NEVER voluntarily 
admit to being Crones. Does that REALLY make them NOT 
Crones? Perhaps, I would think a "Crone" would be secure 
enough in her own hard-earned-wisdom and naturally-aged-beauty, 
and such Crone-like traits TO admit she was indeed (gasp!) 
a Crone. Rather than seeing the Crone stage of life as 
a negative thing as so many now seem to, might it be 
considered a hard-won honor instead?  So maybe we do 
need a "Queen" stage to bridge the gap between Mother 
and Crone (as suggested in a recent book I read 
reviewed in Circle Network magazine. This book explained 
how this author has the idea that she is in her 'Queen' 
stage not a 'Crone' stage because women don't age as 
quickly as they did in her mother and grandmother's 
generations. *rolling eyes*  For those unwilling to 
admit to Cronehood at the 'traditional' age, I see 
the failed logic behind inventing a more PC and less 
threatening term for these ladies to think of as they 
enter into their post-motherhood years.
The 'traditional age' of Croning varies...person to 
person, trad to trad, culture to culture. We can not 
state one fixed date, event or age...as "THE RIGHT" 
time for Croning, for saying such makes us pompously 
trying to force one trads' beliefs and practices on 
the whole magical community, something alas, that many 
trads do about numerous things. Nonetheless, the facts 
are: there is not ONE  universal 'traditional' time for 
Croning, any more than there is a 'tradtional' time for 
'Coming of Age' rites or Priest/esshood rites, etc., etc. 
As with all magical things...it varies greatly depending 
on whom you ask...Some say ages 45, 50, or 56, some state 
an event such as grandmotherhood, end of periods/menopause, 
or having an 'empty nest' is the time for a Croning rite. 
Nonetheless…Cronehood does come….even when it is not 
welcomed by the unenlightened modern woman who fears 
It might be best to say the Crone will announce herself 
as such when she feels she is one....then again 
I know some people who'd never admit to being a Crone 
cause they see it as being 'old' or 
'unwomanly' even...'unbeautiful'....'unsexy', 'unacceptable' 
alas...and those people will really never admit 
to being a Crone. They'll dye, botox, liposuck, 
lift, nip, tuck, and fight natural aging off 
with their dieing breath.  I suppose as much as 
I'll roll my eyes at such "Queen-stage" people, 
if they can't bring themselves to become "Crones" 
on time and want a 'new' queen stage that is less 
of a disappointment and 'defeat' to them. Then who 
am I to tell the old hags they are really Crones 
and just kidding themselves!  (Just teasin' y'all! 
Don't lose your sense of humor with those wrinkles 
you are botoxing away.)

Anyway this is an interesting topic...I thought so when 
I saw that article months ago about the "Queening" book 
and meant to bring up the discussion on our APA chat list.  
Alas, I forgot until someone else brought it up on the 
list this month. Isn't the memory the first to go? 
Maybe I should run out to get that Queen-stage book 
and go ahead and start kidding myself now.


By Lady Birch

Prayer to Brighid
Brighid, Goddess of light and morning
We thank thee for the fresh and new day.
May we fill it with your radiance.
Brighid, Goddess of life and breath
Bless us as we live each day.
May we make each day a reflection of your care.
Brighid, Goddess of protection and valor
We ask You to watch over us.
Make this day safe and good.
Brighid, Dark Goddess of death and rebirth
We call on You for comfort as we travel our final Path.
May we leave behind us a life of love and courage.
Blessed Brighid, we honor You.
So mote it be.


Sacred Sites Section

The Holy Land of Imagination
Submitted by Ginger Strivelli

Our imagination is a sacred site…sadly one most of us stop 
visiting as we grow out of childhood. The fiction of 
daydreams, fantasies, and pretending are underused therapy 
which could help us each cope with those all too 
realistic and mundane chapters in our nonfiction life.

My thoughts by night are often filled With visions false as fair: 
For in the Past alone I build My castles in the air.
I dwell not now on what may be; 
Night shadows o'er the scene;
But still my fancy wanders free Through that which might have been."

Thomas Love Peacock [1785-1866] 

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