one woman's terrifying and glorious leap off the cliff of midlife
"Not only is your story worth telling, but it can be told in words so painstakingly eloquent that it becomes a song."~ Gloria Naylor
"I'm just a loud-mouthed middle-aged colored lady with a fused spine and three feet of intestines missing and a lot of people think I'm crazy. Maybe you do too, but I never stop to wonder why I'm not like other people. The mystery to me is why more people aren't like me."~Florynce Kennedy
"When we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed. But when we are silent, we are still afraid. So it is better to speak." ~Audre Lorde
"To the people who love you, you are beautiful already. This is not because they're blind to your shortcomings but because they so clearly see your soul. Your shortcomings then dim by comparison. The people who care about you are willing to let you be imperfect and beautiful, too." ~Victoria Moran
When somebody says to me, which they do like, every five years, 'How does it feel to be over the hill?'My response is,'I'm just heading up the mountain.' "~ Joan Baez
OMG I can't imagine someone saying that to me. The "me" in my avatar is how I view myself. Are you on FB, LaTonya? I'm always going up the mountain to find more.
“I want to be someone making music/with my coming.”― Naomi Shihab Nye, A Maze Me: Poems for Girls
"the lost womenI need to know their namesthose women I would have walked with,jauntily the way men go in groupsswinging their arms, and the onesthose sweating women whom I would have joinedAfter a hard game to chew the fatwhat would we have called each other laughingjoking into our beer? where are my gangs,my teams, my mislaid sisters?all the women who could have known me,where in the world are their names?"~Lucille Clifton
Poem for MayaDipping our bread in oil tinswe talked of morning peelingopen our rooms to a momentof almonds, olives and windwhen we did not yet know what we were.The days in Mallorca were alike:footprints down goat-pathsfrom the beds we had left,at night the stars locked to darkness.At that time we were learningto dance, take our clothesin our fingers and openourselves to their hands.The veranera was with us.For a month the almond trees bloomed,their droppings the delicate silkswe removed when each time a touchtook us closer to the window wherewe whispered yes, there on the intricatebalconies of breath, overlookingthe rest of our lives.~Carolyn Forche
"You don't get to choose how you're going to die, or when. You can only decide how you're going to live. Now."~Joan Baez
“The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings." ~Audre Lorde
"[F]riends have been so important to my growth and survival.~Thulani Davis"
Clearly older women and especially older women who have led an active life or elder women who successfully maneuver through their own family life have so much to teach us about sharing, patience, and wisdom. ~Alice Walker
Started reading Audre Lord ... oh in the mid 70s? La Tonya my sister - your blog is spectacular.
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