Thursday, January 5, 2012


We had the pleasure of  recently sailing on a cruise ship where Dr. Ruth (Westheimer that is) was speaking three times about sexuality and aging. She is a delightful woman full of vim, vigor, and vitality. Her eyes twinkle, her accent beguiles, and her height is so non-threatening that she can say anything and get away with it. It was a  ballroom dancing cruise and she did every single night. No obvious aging for her!

In one of her talks she spoke of the importance of a relationship as opposed to a meaningless and possibly risky sexual encounter. My mind, as it often does, went on a free associative dance of its own. Relationship...Partnership...Scholarship...Internship...Worship...Citizenship...Fellowship...  And there we were on a ship!

What, I wondered,were all these words ending with the suffix ship all about?  Apparently, that ship suffix means connected—which makes good sense when you think about it. And, in many ways, when you are on a ship we are all connected to each other in a supportive and social way. So it all makes perfectly good sense.

My body may not dance that much anymore, but my mind does it gracefully. Hope that makes our "Friendship" via  this blog a close connection.

Bye For Now,


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