I’ve been thinking about rituals, specifically the rituals of adulthood. If, like me, you haven’t gotten married or had children or even bought a house, there really are no prescribed rituals, e.g. weddings, baby showers, bridal showers. And yes, not everyone chooses to participate in those rituals, but they at least have the choice. For someone like me, the only real ritual you have is if you decide to throw a birthday party for a significant birthday, and even so, it doesn’t feel acceptable to register for gifts or send out announcements—Hey, I’m 40!—or any of those little details that are part of those adult rituals.

Especially as I’m working through perimenopause and into menopause, I wish there was some sort of prescribed ritual to go through. Some sort of celebration of wisdom, of transitioning out of the ability to physically create life to inhabiting more fully the role of someone who creates life through the sharing of her wisdom and her spirit. I admit that sounds way too New Agey for my liking, but we mark the other tremendous physical changes a woman undergoes—puberty, pregnancy—with ritual. Why don’t we mark perimenopause and menopause?

I have no idea what such a ritual might encompass, or even if I would actually do something, though I still want that choice. If you had to create a ritual to mark the flowering of the peri-menopausal/menopausal part of your life, what might you do?


Posted on March 7, 2018, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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