WILDLY FREE ELDER
The Artistry of Aging
Tag: Mary Oliver
When The World Is Too Much With Us
“When the world is too much for us, and we can’t hear life’s music, there is always someplace we can go to hear it again. For each of us, as our physical lives move towards the ultimate letting go, it is uniquely different.
I am wondering how you are feeling, moving and thinking at this stage of your life?”
Elder Muse/Day 30: Among The Trees
“With one more post to go in the total of 31 days it felt right to simply share one of my favorite Mary Oliver poems. Such a gift she had for tapping into the beauty and wisdom of nature. To teach us what it is to be still with wide awake senses, at peace and ease with what is unfolding in the moment….”
Elder Muse/Day 7: A Wild Soul
“As I walked with a friends black lab in the early morning dew and birdsong, surrounded by trees and mountains, I was at one. A gentle reminder that we are nature, made of the same ingredients….inseparable.
How can we not celebrate this wild untamed interconnection?!”
Improvisation
“One might say that once you reach “a certain age” with professional and family obligations behind you that there is more room for improvisation. More room for wildness, play and creative exploration. But that depends on you….”
Seeing Things Differently – Part 2
:Had a spell been cast over her? A veil dropped over her so that nothing was very clear. But remember reader she was not aware of how much she was not seeing. Perhaps none of us really are…..”
Day 29: Elder Muse – Starlings in Winter
“…. want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.” Mary Oliver
Attention Is The Beginning of Devotion
“If asked what my first thoughts are as I awake each morning this is what I say. Gratitude for waking up and feeling the breath fill my body, and in the Spring how much I love the sweet sound of birdsong outside my bedroom window. After preparing green jasmine tea my writing notebook finds its place on my lap with fountain pen poised as I gaze out at the River Birch outside my bedroom window. The question posed each and every morning is “where will I place my attention today?”….
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