March 4, 2026

Believe


 

I believe in a goddess

Impossible to describe

Clearly recognizable

Call her Laphrodite

Goddess of the belly laugh

 

She giggles with Kuan Yin

Over eggs Benedict and strong coffee

Rhumbas with Buddha

In her spare time

Breaks bread with Jesus

Who always brings the wine

 

A good listener

Pervasive as the sky

Wiser than the redwoods

Deep as the stars

 

See her in the cats’ eyes

Evening suns’ sweet surprise

The cosmic spiral of milk

In my morning coffee

 

She dreams of 

Ancient Women

Who did not 

Apologize

 

She is Multi-gendered, 

Depends on the day of the week

Or the Moon

It’s just a phase

 

Lots of arms

Definitely many faces

Often found

In the most unusual of places

 

Starting with my face

Reflected in the mirror

Messy hair and all


(Excerpt from Laphrodite's Guide to Mindful Menopause or the Adventures of a Baby Crone)