We’d like to show the side of the world you don’t normally see on television.
Crone, to me, means an old wise woman.
I joined the group because, with age, I feel wiser. Maybe, it's because the physical body is not as important to me anymore.
Comedy of being a crone would be laughing at myself, which I do all the time. Especially, when I have temporary memory lapses. Sometimes, when I'm driving, I forget where I am. Must have killed some brain cells along the way. ;)
I don't think there is a tragedy. Maybe, losing one's sex appeal?
"Bubba to the Bone" - funny bumper sticker I saw today. The past middle-aged guy driving a late model Saturn did not look like a "redneck" either. I guess to be honest, I have to admit I can identify more with bubba to the bone than "crone to the bone", although I prefer the latter by far!
I like what Joan has to say above "comedy of a "bubba" laughing at myself - its a good thing. At first, I missed the "chemistry' of sex appeal, but now I see it is just a big relief, not to have to deal with it - more important things.
"Older sailors do not get older, they just get a little dinghy." no mistake, ron
"Strange... every Bubba I've ever known was a big man... never knew a grandma Bubba."
No, I was not even thinking of my grandma, whose name was pronounced "Booba", because we could not pronounce her real name - "Ruby". She was a schoolteacher in a two room rural schoolhouse, which is barely still standing, with crooked steeple on it. I am glad they have decided to allow it to stand as long as it will. It brings back sentimental memories, and reminds me of the opening scene of "Fried Green Tomatos" being covered by Kudzu vines. She was a "tough love" beloved schoolmarm, and supportive wife of a dairyman/farmer.
When I saw the bumper sticker - "bubba to the bone", I immediately smiled and thought of Bill Clinton, whose enemies called him that. So to me, that is a positive association!
Although, I did experience some grief the first few years of not having that chemical attraction, I find that my inner light when shining bright brings in a much nicer friend of both genders. And the more I meditate, which I am devoted to now, since the Vipassana retreat, means the my light shines more often and for longer periods, which means more high quality friends! Yea - Crones to the bone and Bubbas aspiring to be Buddhas to the Bone unite!
Thank-you Ymani, for your response to the crone survey... and for the pearls you placed throughout.
"We have the auspicious opportunity to truly make the difference we are capable of making."
You really touched on something here that I believe is vital to croneness. The 'opportunity' is a sacred responsibility... and one that is hard won. It is not one that any other can do for us... but is one that we must do for ourselves and the benefit of others. It is made more difficult by the longstanding patriarchy and image of crone as a dejected, unwanted and powerless being. Pshaw... to that!
"It is time for the balance of the feminine to rebirth within us all."
So true... and we can thank the women who paved the way to today... who did not have the benefits we have ...to create community, to reinforce one another across the miles.
Thank-you again... Ymani, of the beautiful name. Your presence blesses and benefits us.
Jeanne, i do not have a lot of time to participate in this group; however, have been just scrolling messages and lapping up the pearls today. And as i do this want to tell you that you have such a marvelous way about you -- so full of grace and caring for others. with love and appreciation.
Thank-you Mary Rose for the kind words... I know you are a busy lady... and I appreciate the efforts you put forth for the good of all... but I would like to invite you to check out the www.cronetothebone.ning.com site. After starting the CTTB as a group... it became clear that the time is ripe for a CTTB site.
I think the mainstream bullpucky that prefers old women to quietly retire to loneliness and despair is a harmful message. Women of maturity are in their time of greatest power... a time to nurture and mentor... a time to counsel and advise... and a time to let loose laughter and healing love on wings of urgency. Women need each other to remind them that they are capable and valuable... and that even seemingly insignificant acts are important.
Thank-you again Mary Rose, for your strength and inspiration.