Coming of Aging
Coming of aging is becoming wiser as we grow older. I'm honest, deep, inquisitive, and sometimes funny as I document my bumpy road from older to elder. Sometimes topics from my past creep in: money, time, dialog, freedom. All grist for the wisdom mill.
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Eh?! Speak up! (opens the original)
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Torrential rains passed through again and again, a deafening sound on the natural roof of the large dome in Costa Rica where we sat in circle, sharing some of our deepest secrets. Deafening being the operative word. I could not hear.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal
How can you make your community thrive? (opens the original)
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A village could be a neighborhood, a town, a group, an extended family, a church, a business where most everyone knows most everyone at least by sight or 3 degrees of separation. Thriving is a quality of a village, the culture, the webs of relationships, the traditions and rituals, and volunteerism. We make the village by living. Maybe it’s a verb? We village. In a recent post I explored the role of Matriarchs in thriving communities
Home “Suite” Home (opens the original)
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Last week a friend asked me if I had space in my home for a wonderful young woman building a life on our island. This week a couple talked about discontent with where they live. I wish I had space for them. But there’s no room at my inn.<img alt="" class="sizin
The Sky’s the Limit, but how high the sky? (opens the original)
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How big is your world? What limits shape your choices?I’m determined to live to the fullness of my capacities as I age. Discerning what I am capable of, though… aye, there’s the rub.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal"
The women who hold up the world (opens the original)
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Trigger warning - slightly offensive slang. Fifteen years ago I used a term for a committee we formed to grow our local food system. I called us the “fat-bottomed (cause I have one) middle-aged women (cause I was one) who run the world” (FBMAW)- the older women who volunteer for committees, organize groups, answer phones, facilitate meetings, run events, see what’s needed and act. You could call us matriarchs and we FBMAW are everywhere.Two weeks ago, at a 3-day celebration of community resilien
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