For my 53rd birthday last week I gave myself a wish.
Here ‘tis: that all women over 45 experience the luscious delights of their own powerfully pleasured selves. That from this sweet pleasure they blossom into the world, perfuming it with their own delicious generosity and compassion.
I’m adopting the lotus, the flower on my masthead, as my symbol for the year. Besides being sensually gorgeous (and for me, all women are sensually gorgeous), I love the lotus’ cultural history. Buddhists see the lotus as a symbol of the spiritual journey, arising from the mud of this world, blossoming into the exquisiteness of our awakened selves.
