The Artistry of Aging
“What would it be like if we told the truth of what it is like to fully be alive? The bare honest truth in any given moment. Not only to ourselves but to others who ask the question, “how are you today?”
Perhaps not all the time, but more often than we do now…..”
“As we come very close to ending this year of 2022 perhaps it is a time to reflect on whether we are living our lives fully. Not only having a positive impact on others lives and the natural world, but more importantly to living a free life on our own terms…..”
“How does one tap into improvisational humor?
I would say that life is full of opportunities every single day in the cracks and crevices of interaction. Even if you are alone. Simply trusting what is arising within the moment and not holding back is a key. However, one underlying characteristic you must possess is that you don’t mind at all being silly, “out of step”, different from the mainstream around you, and most probably looked at by others in the vicinity. …”
“We are taught by our respective cultures, and often our family of origin, not to fall apart. For both women and men. If we are fortunate we are allowed to do so as a child growing up. We are told that our very survival depends on holding it all together, protecting our hearts and not showing the fullness of who we are. But what if that is not true at all?:
“I first had to delete the word perfection from my vocabulary. Perhaps the better word for realigning myself with spirit is excellence. Maybe excellence was what I was striving to attain all along. Personal excellence also invites us into ongoing relationships in which we express the best of who we are. There is nothing to prove….”
“I sit here contemplating a human lifetime. One single embodied lifetime we are gifted with through our parents, the lineage that came before them, and the overall mystery of life. What I have come to in this moment is that all is a matter of perspective – what lens we choose to see through. Whether we march to the tune of the cultural narrative around us, are controlled by our race, religion, family of origin or gender – or free ourselves to ride the wave of becoming, trusting that very unfolding in every single moment possible no matter the barriers in our way.”
“And so it was that I took myself out to the N.Carolina Arboretum to hike the trails and commune with nature. The joy and laughter that I was to write about each day alluded me. Feeling lonely and somehow disconnected I put on my backpack to hike the trail down to Bent Creek and started the walk to the trailhead. Coming towards me was….”
“Having spent most of my life with palm trees in Southern California or evergreens of some sort in Northern California the bare limb Winter hardwoods of Western N. Carolina are bewitching me. Have you ever just taken a walk to be with nature in such a way that you became part of the wild dance?”
“The holidays can be a slippery slope. As we honor Winter Solstice today, the darkest day of the year, we are aware that it also marks crossing over the threshold to a very gradual return to more light each day.Starting the day with candles lit watching the sunrise over the mountains I was suddenly awash with emotions…..”