I don’t think of myself as qualified. I don’t really believe a preoccupation based on magical stillness qualifies. To comment freely on what’s going on with the rustle of falling leaves is far graver than the loss of a pet. And the issue itself of being qualified is not particularly unexpected happiness. I am full of frustration about this, but really am always, to my mind, spinning my hopes on those who come to celebrate symbolic forms.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.