Every Day Zen
Today’s “One Long Moment” finds aging and acceptance not incompatible. I need not be a doormat or a fortress, only who I am. After all, that is all I ever have to offer. You may have known this for some time but I came to this realization late in life. No regrets or expectations. Acceptance... Continue Reading →
I think of aging as amorphous, an ongoing exploration of impermanence, an acceptance of its inevitability. Aging is opening up to change--becoming it; trying it on--accepting aging’s amorphous aspects without attaching to the energy of the experience. I have a lifetime behind me, as my last life dawns. I value routine less, in favor of... Continue Reading →
I must buy more T-shirts that give people pause. It’s good for them, I think, and I know it’s good for me. It shakes us up. This morning, I wore my “Nasty Women Project” shirt, more for a color coordinated look than as a statement. I always enjoy wearing it but as often happens, I... Continue Reading →
For me, mindfulness is the source of infinite possibilities. In mining the details of the present, I set up my options for the future. Yet, nothing stays, even in stone. I like the fluidity of the present but the past is immutable. Once, I spent a lot of time there but rarely do I visit... Continue Reading →
As aging beings, feline EmmaRose and I are forgoing the way we once lived. More and more, our bodies surprise. Less and less is there any choice involved. It feels as if we are living a routine of no routine, easier for me to accept than for EmmaRose (ER). Always, she lives in the moment—... Continue Reading →
Birthday. For so many years it has been an accounting, a reckoning, always a measurement. Not this year. I am reminded of Georgia O’Keeffe’s “to see takes time.” So many gifts are given and received in a lifetime, which lasts no longer than a single moment. Existence is energy animating you, me, a blade of... Continue Reading →
