Feeling My Age
Feeling one’s travels in time. Feeling my age? What does that really mean? Yet we use this term frequently. I catch myself saying that I don’t feel like 70. How would I know? I have never been 70 before. Maybe this is what 70 feels like. What are we referring to, actually? At times I…
Redefining Resilience
Living fully, feeling it all, setting boundaries. I was talking with a young friend the other day. She was bemoaning the fact that she seemed so much more sensitive to everything these days, and that she thought that getting older meant being more resilient. I replied, “You are resilient.” And I went on, giving words…
The Cost of Worshiping the God of Efficiency
Making things more efficient sometimes comes with a high price I had an interesting morning today. From going to my doctor’s appointment at my HMO, to the post office, to the gym, and finally home to hide from everything and everybody. The doctor’s appointment. They have instituted an online check-in program to make things more…
Walking Into a Senior Center
Taking my first class at a senior center and realizing this is my new peer group. I started a class with some friends the other week. At the local senior center. It’s beginning Qigong. Lots of steps to remember. I’ll see if it’s a fit for me and if it feels like a good thing…
Observing the Humans at the Zoo
Sometimes it’s as much fun observing the humans as it is the animals! I am lucky enough to be a volunteer at our local zoo. I am on the Behavior Observation Team with the elephants. I never tire of watching them and my two-hour shift sometimes becomes a three or four hour shift. It’s meditative,…
Buried Treasure
It has been deep inside of you all along. I recently heard from a friend that she felt that she had “lost it” when responding to an emotional situation. What an interesting way that many of us have learned to think about this part of ourselves. This emotional, tender, vulnerable part of ourselves. This part…
The Silenced Sensuality of Seventy
There is so much more inside of me at 70 than is realized, seen, or heard. I recently reached the age of 70. And I have a lot of feelings and thoughts about it. A lot. There are images that come to mind, in our society, of what 70 is, what 70 is like, what…
The Party’s Over
After the birthday celebration, it’s time to face reality. The flowers, cards, dinners, phone calls, and balloons are gone. All were lovely acknowledgments of my birthday. My 70th birthday. Seventy, I say the number to myself as I try to become familiar with it. As I put it on as the new number which I…
Being Your Own Hero
Each of us has an inner hero, and it’s time to honor them I am so moved these days when I watch or hear stories about heroism. About someone making it through adversity and thriving. About someone who has been relatively unknown finally having their voice heard and celebrated. That got me thinking. What is…
Surrounded By Flowers
And it’s not for my funeral! I turned 70 the other day. I have no idea where all those years went. I have been quieter in my life, socially, as the years go by. I don’t really get into having big parties or large scale celebrations, preferring to celebrate these major milestones in my own…
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