The man I'm growing OLD(!) with and Me~On the Hamakua CoastSeptember 2006
Time for another Morford outreach. I've linked it below. As one who is continually confronting the task of accepting late-middle age, this week's column soothed that savage beast. Like this part:
"My guess is it starts with the usual combination, a personally customized admixture of regular, vigorous exercise, conscious food habits and minimal reality TV and great heaping doses of travel and nature and mental stimulation and truly excellent bedsheets, combined with absolute refusal to be fixed in time and place, to shrivel and hunker down and cling, as so many do, to one set of rules, one ideology, one notion of How It's All Supposed To Be. It is the knowledge that real ecstasy has nothing to do with external accomplishment, and everything to do with internal awareness. Oh yes, also: Lots of regular sex and yoga and meditation and the best wine you can afford as you realize that this little blip of an eyeblink of a gift of a life races by just impossibly fast, and therefore staring too long at the future or the past, at expectation and longing, memory and regret only means you don't get to truly experience the moment you're in right now."
"My guess is it starts with the usual combination, a personally customized admixture of regular, vigorous exercise, conscious food habits and minimal reality TV and great heaping doses of travel and nature and mental stimulation and truly excellent bedsheets, combined with absolute refusal to be fixed in time and place, to shrivel and hunker down and cling, as so many do, to one set of rules, one ideology, one notion of How It's All Supposed To Be. It is the knowledge that real ecstasy has nothing to do with external accomplishment, and everything to do with internal awareness. Oh yes, also: Lots of regular sex and yoga and meditation and the best wine you can afford as you realize that this little blip of an eyeblink of a gift of a life races by just impossibly fast, and therefore staring too long at the future or the past, at expectation and longing, memory and regret only means you don't get to truly experience the moment you're in right now."
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5 comments:
i agree- life is too short and who you choose to share it with- makes it sweet :)
As Red Green, our Canadian friend and member of Possum Lodge points out, "You can't do anything about getting older, but you can always stay immature".
And hasn't that formula worked for most people so far?
I'm lucky enough to have survived past 50, and love life and people more than ever. All we really have is time, and each other.
I tell people to learn to play. We work to survive, we play to thrive. Learn a musical instrument, a different language. Dance like no one is watching you. Even if you're sitting in a chair, move a little to the music. Be curious. Look, listen and feel more. It doesn't cost anything to pay more attention. Nobody's seen and heard it all. Life is a gift that needs to be unwrapped each day.
My wife suggested I start a blog when I retired. It took a year or so to sink in, but she was right.
I learned not to worry about the meaning of life. It's value will be judged better by others you have touched.
Beautiful couple, dancing/sailing cheek to cheek!
I feel like I've done it all backwards - totally in tune with the Universe in my early thirties, started having babies in my later thirties, and now just a bit bewildered as I leave the (relative) haven of marriage with two kids in tow just as it sinks in that - oh, fer cryin'-in-the-sink, I'm middle-aged already???!!!
But that's only when I'm not enjoying the myriad benefits - like being able to be condescending to snippy young sales clerks, for example, and call them "dear" back when they call me "ma'am".
Oh hell, I' Peter fucking Pan! LOL!While I may have grown older, I never grew up. Still partying like a madman and I got my very own Tinkerbell to keep me young - damagster!
I bought her front row tickets to the Tom Petty concert here in Philly in June for Valentines Day. Remember what he said, "I don't know but I've been told, never slow down, never grow old..."
It's true Tom, it's true.
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I'll never grow up either.
Oh, and Dave Dubya, I'm a member of Possum Lodge myself (even though I'm a woman). "I'm pullin' for ya, we're all in this together..."
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