The Maiden, The Mother and The Crone

I have been blessed to have a friend in my life from the age of thirteen, a delicate age for all young women, and to still have that friend now at the age of fifty-one, an age of great challenge, is a blessing. We have been through so much together and remain as tight as the day we became friends. These three stages of life for a woman are significant and the turning of the wheel does not stop for any of us. We must traverse these stages of our lives discovering ourselves and what each stage teaches us. Now as I enter the crone stage, peri-menopausal and shedding my skin, releasing what no longer serves me, do I hear the wisdom of the crone’s wise words deeply touching my truth. These words were gifted to me by my best friend, and I feel the need for all woman who are relating to my words to hear them also.

"Relax your jaw,” commands Grandmother Growth as her strong fingers carefully encircle and sensitively touch your throat. “Do you know there’s a butterfly in here? A butterfly that can literally change how you perceive the world. As you change, it changes to. During menopause its pulsation is slower. It’s ability to give voice to the truth increases, becomes insistent. Be still, dearest granddaughter. Turn off the radio, TV, the stereo, the phone.” Her voice is firm and strong.

“Then listen carefully to the murmurs and screams of your own truth. Accept your psyche’s need to turn in, to grieve to rage. You will emerge stronger and wiser.”

- Susan S. Weed