I have written about growing older recently, here at My Aging Autumn Years , but that doesn't mean that we feel old or feel sad about getting older. It means that we are preparing for a meaningful retirement when it comes because we love life. We want to embrace life. So in order to live our … Continue reading I Love Life.
Life Springs forth in one’s youth and Summer nurtures its productivity I can still remember the excitement of turning 6 years old. It meant that I would be going to school to learn to read and write. I didn’t care much for being 13 though, because I felt awkward and out of my depth but … Continue reading My Aging Autumn Years
Let go of restrictions of boundaries that crush and curtail Squeezing expectations smaller the reduction of your Actions And beliefs Let go of restriction Of fear and small mindedness Saying ‘I can’t’ and ‘I won’t’ Making you shrink back Into your shell. Let go of restriction Of legalistic piety and adherence That … Continue reading Restrictions of the mind.
I have always felt uncomfortable writing about my cancer but I feel like I owe it to others who might need to hear about my story. Anybody can google the facts about cancer but I want to try to portray my experience as vividly as possible. My friend had just gone for a mammogram check-up … Continue reading Discovering I had cancer.
In January, 2013 Derek said: ‘Let’s go on an American road trip this year.’ He was hungry for new experiences in the moment since my brush with cancer. The cogs in my brain whizzed, remembering a recent story of a friend who had been ‘dragged’ through Mozambique and Zimbabwe by her husband who had been … Continue reading An African adventure began to stir in our hearts.
I could not have asked for better clarity this year, 2020. Could not and would not have asked, yet, all the same I received. Not as flashing lights on New Year’s Eve. I would have put that down to flares and fireworks. No, I was already sick by New Year’s Eve, since Christmas night, and … Continue reading My New Year’s Epiphany
Something I figured out quite late in life, at 56 years old, is that doing what is good for me can really be pleasant and valuable. Yesterday I referred to the gremlin that sits on my shoulder and scoffs at me, well it is related to Kill-Joy, the saboteur, which makes everything as difficult as … Continue reading Doing what is good for yourself.
If you have followed me in the past you would have noticed that I haven’t blogged for over a year. There are two main reasons. The first is quite simple and I think that many of you would relate to this. I got caught up by being a perfectionist. The blog is too short, it’s […]
Finding myself unfit for hiking and activities needing agility didn’t come upon me out of the blue, like my cancer did. It crept up so insidiously it conned me into thinking I had more time. Yet there was a point, three years ago, when had I recognised that I was in poor condition. I had … Continue reading Finding my fitness.