As a Crone I have the right...

NOT to remain silent.  I may cackle, curse, bless, complain and compliment as I see fit.

To be treated as a valued and valuable member of my community, honored and acknowledge for my wit, wisdom and experience.

To relax and let others take care of me when I need some support and comfort.

To jump around and dance when and if I want to, without being judged on the quality of my movement.

To create and participate in rituals and ceremonies which honor me as a woman and an elder of my community.

To teach and inspire the younger generations, in order to help them avoid the mistakes that I have made and to empower them to make new and inventive mistakes that I never thought to make.

To continue to grow and learn throughout the remainder of my days on earth and beyond.

To feel vital, alive, important, and necessary.

To focus on doing the work that I feel passionate about rather than the work that others think I ought to be doing.

To be myself, without being edited or adjusted to accommodate others, because I am beautiful, intelligent, wise, sexy, vibrant, caring, mysterious, and whole.  Because I am a Crone.