This year has been a time for me to reflect on what it means to be an elder. I like the term better than crone which gives me images of the Wicked Witch of the West, wart-nosed and all. I know crone means crown and wise woman, but my childhood … Read More
For the several years, I have been intrigued and delighted with the poems of the 14th-century Sufi poet, Hafiz (pronounced Ha-feez). I enjoy him even more than Rumi because he has such a forgiving, funny, and comforting idea of the divine. There is one poem, “Venus Just Asked Me” from … Read More
