Embodying Wildness

Artwork by Alex Grey

“For many years, at great cost, I traveled through many countries, saw the mountains and the oceans. The only things I did not see were the sparkling dewdrops in the grass just outside my door.”

~Robirdranath Tagore

Many of us find ourselves domesticated. Adhering to the demands and expectations, not only of our society and culture, but from our own deeply grooved patterns of thinking that formed over the many years we have inhabited this lifetime.

When we reach elderhood – a state of being, not an age – we take stock of who we have become and perhaps question where the wild, free, playful and passionate one is hiding. Wild being the essence of who we are in our wholeness. The one who rests in the pause, finding our value not in the outside world, but from deep within.

We may become more of who we are in our essence than we have ever been before. What a rich time of life as we step into the heart of our being and artistry!

Yet we face challenges and vulnerabilities that we have never faced before. Does this impact our willingness to be in our wild untamed nature? It may. Yet it does not have to.

Having traveled many miles in our skin, bones and unique body support system we may have missed the one whom we have come here to be.

It is now in the diversity of our wisdom years that we realize why we are here. It is in the “sparkling dewdrops in the grass” just outside our door.

That wild and free nature has been there all along – you have only to say yes to it honoring the voice inside who whispers sweet trust and love into your ear…..

Dew drops on grass.

Post by Gaye Abbott, 7/28/21, Natural Passages Consulting.

We ask that you reference Wildly Free Elder if you wish to pass this on…and thank you if you do!

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