The Artistry of Aging
“It could be said that this is the perfect practice for growing older as well. For the moments are precious and in essence all we have. Finding freedom in letting go that keeps us expanding into surrender while fully honoring who we have become and are becoming….foreplay for that last moment of life when we experience the final letting go…..surrender.”
“Starting the day with vision that perceives beauty seems to soften and enhance, at the same time, the way this day will unfold. A sense of possibility and opportunity to walk with eyes and heart wide open into the day.”
“As soon as we started out on our walk I knew that this would be different from our more vigorous walk in the morning. There was a different energy in our natural surroundings and within Reese herself.
A slower pace, more intense exploring of one single smell, rustle in the bushes, or piece of earth….”
:Sometimes we have to step out of our comfort zones. We have to break the rules. And we have to discover the sensuality of fear. We need to face it, challenge it, dance with it.”
The landscape of aging into elderhood. Navigating the terrain is indeed an art. The artistry of finding ones unique way in an unknown never been there before choreographed dance of light and dark, sadness and joy, sickness and health, belonging and aloneness, sacred and mundane, acceptance and rejection…..living and death.
Each one of us walks a unique path….
“I do understand why silence is challenging for many people. We are surrounded by the tumult of sounds, mostly man made, that are constantly around us or that we choose to have around us. What would happen if all that was gone?
We might suddenly be confronted with ourselves amidst the vacuum of no stimulation. A space where you are asked to let go, accept, befriend ourselves and forgive…..”
“Living into and embracing our own aging is an art. I can’t say that I have perfected it but I can say I am aware that every day is an opportunity to explore, discover, be curious, accept the challenges and learn from them.”
“Come, take my hand and enter a space of understanding, self compassion, natural beauty.
These moments are precious for you will never get them back again.
Let go with each sound of the bell and enter the sanctuary of the breath….in this moment and the next.
Until your heart opens as a lotus flower, filled with the preciousness of life…your life, all life.”
“The porch vantage point offers a front row seat to the unfolding moment. The leaves left on the almost bare trees acting as nature’s wind chimes giving witness to the ever changing cloud formations dancing across the expanse of blue, almost like playing tag with each other.
Rain during the night has left a glistening freshness to the air. I breathe in deeply and notice the fecund smell of earth freshly christened with…..”
“Facing the fact of our own mortality is something we fall into intimacy with as we enter the elder years of our embodied life.
What is dignified aging? ….”