MAD Goddess Charge

The Charge of the MAD Goddess

In the tradition of Baba Yaga, the witch woman,
and Stara Buba, the crazy old woman
we are the MAD Goddess women.
We sound the call of our sisters.
We invoke the spirits of all our crazy women-folk—
wild women who have come before us.
We are the granddaughters
of the witches who didn’t burn.

We lay claim to the power of the Goddess within.
We declare our right and privilege
to be forgetful when it suits us,
to disagree when we must
to say NO and mean it.

We come forth in sovereignty, a brigade of
courageous, outrageous, umbrageous women
brightly regaled in orchid and orange
in tiger stripe and leopard print
in minis and maxis and moo moos
or whatever damn-well suits us
regardless of age and rules
for we are ageless and unruly.

Henceforth we shall stop doing what we should have
and start doing what we always knew we could have.
We shall dance!
Alone or in circle with not a care as to who may be watching.
We shall live this second half of life with Attitude.
This is how midlife and beyond shall be.

Because we said so, that’s why.