The Power of the Positive Crone
by
Carole Spearin McCauley
The following is the second of the four part series by Carole Spearin McCauley. The first part is available here
This article was written for The Great Age Issue. The author has graciously permitted us to serialize it on our blog as a prelude to the issue itself. Our second issue for this year - 14.2 - is dedicated to aging and gender: representations in speculative fiction, everyday experiences, creative fiction or non-fiction, and more. Inspired by board member, Constance Brereton, we're calling this The Great Age Issue.
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Author Bio: Carole Spearin McCauley is a medical writer/editor, the author of 13 books (medical nonfiction, literary novels, mysteries), from large (Simon&Schuster) and smaller (Daughters, Inc; Women's Press) publishers in the U.S., U.K., Israel, Italy. One nonfiction book title is Surviving Breast Cancer (Dutton, Bantam Books). Her two latest mystery novels, Cold Steal and A Winning Death, appeared recently in hardcover and paperback from Hilliard&Harris.com (Maryland). Her short work (stories, articles, poetry, reviews, interviews) has appeared in about 200 periodicals, anthologies, and now online, including New York Times, America, Family Circle, National Catholic Reporter, The Atlantic, North American Review, Redbook, Woman's World, Women of Mystery. Seven short pieces have won prizes in international contests that include Radio Netherlands Worldwide and USA Today.
Her 13th book, How She Saved Her Life, is a tale of love/business/arson--with llamas--that features a mature heroine. It's set in the Berkshire Hills, western Mass. where Carole grew up. She graduated from Antioch College, Ohio, and earned an M.A. in writing from Manhattanville College, Purchase, NY. For five years she planned programs with the Woman's Salon, Manhattan. At Dartmouth College, New Hampshire, she has taught Basics of Fiction Writing and works with Women's Network of the Upper Valley. She speaks yearly at Berkshire Women Writers Festival, Mass. She belongs to the Grail international women's movement and worked years at Grailville, its Ohio N.A. headquarters, and at its Manhattan art-bookshop.
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THEN
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT AGING IN YOURSELF?
Ah,
now you’ve caught me. Although I
welcomed menopause as a natural way to unload all my female complaints (hemorrhaging
periods from fibroid tumors, endless breast cysts and breast surgery from one
benign tumor, plus nausea during pregnancy), I don’t look forward to old
age. To deter its insidious effects, I
walk and exercise regularly, including classes where I live, plus NordicTrack,
abdominal lift equipment, and lifting weights in my living room.
Here’s
a poem I wrote about aging:
Kicking
Bricks—or When Did I Get So Stiff?
“When did I get so
stiff?” Lifting the barbell, I ask my
exercise teacher.
“When did I get
over-qualified?” I ask the smart young personnel manager.
Now in the fall
of the year
we gather into
barns and are gathered.
“When did the skin
around my eyes crinkle?” I ask my mirror.
“When did I trade
pimples for dry skin and grey hair?” I ask my doctor.
He laughs. “Better
grey hair than none at all.”
Overheard: “Didn’t have one grey hair, but she died last
week at 52.
Brain tumor. Can
you believe it? If the tumors don’t get
you,
the cholesterol will. Pass the eggs, Sue, will you?”
When did I choose the
same dilemmas, the same house of bricks.
the same car that stalls on left turns?
Honed down, like clay twice
fired,
shaped up, no dross remaining.
Now in the fall of
the year
we gather into barns and are
gathered.
Maturity is what’s
left
after the pain has
subsided.
WHAT
GOALS OR ATTITUDES ABOUT MENOPAUSE DO YOU HOPE THAT SOCIETY WILL ADOPT?
I
want to teach people, especially women, to ask sensible questions on route to
sensible solutions:
1.
What do most women
really feel at this time? What am I really feeling?
2.
What medical help do I
need, or how can I handle this event by myself, using whatever techniques have
succeeded in my past?
3.
How can I make this a
transforming experience—not a “silent passage” but a “soul event”—a stage to
anticipate instead of dread?
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