It all started with photographs. Recently I was told that if you hold down a live photo, your iPhone records what happened 1.5 seconds before and after you took the picture. Earlier this week, I suddenly thought, do I have live photos of my mother?
Read MoreBelonging is a feeling of connectedness, a sense of being part of something. You feel accepted; there is a synergy with your people. But it is more than that…
Read MoreIn autumn, the days grow shorter, the light is suffused, and summer’s abundance decays. Faced with this inevitability, what does nature do in autumn?
Read MoreAs elders, we know - or should know - that we have gifts to offer the young. In many cases, we’ve been there…
Read MoreThe giddy anticipation I used to feel at the beginning of September has diminished. The month used to feel like a new beginning, a time to plan and dream. And this year?
Read MoreCarol, an old friend of my parents, is the marriage commissioner here on the island. She married my oldest daughter and her partner at an intimate ceremony on our property this past Saturday.
Read MoreEvery day I read stories of women pursuing passions later in life. I am fascinated by the endeavours they embark on, and the motivation behind their pursuits.
Read MoreThis is love that has loosened its grip. This is love that will always hold on, just more loosely…
Read MoreMy youngest friend is 51 years old, and my oldest friend is 78. I fall somewhere in the middle, at 63. My longest friendship started in grade three…
Read MoreAfter 65, many of us get happier and happier. For others, happiness declines. Why is that?
Read MoreOld age is not a disease. It is not a pathology. It is not abnormal. It is not a problem. Old age is a continuum, and everyone is on it…
Read MoreDo you walk through life with a sense of wonder? Has age impeded or assisted your sense of wonder? How has the location of awe changed for you over time? Has it shifted from the stars to the woods?
Read MoreIf you are too much like myself, what shall I learn of you, or you of me?…
Read MoreI woke up this morning to a Facebook memory from 2012, ten years ago. I am standing by the River Kwai in Kanchanaburi, the last stop on my solo adventure to Thailand. Look at that smile on my face!…
Read MoreI often mention this journey we are on, paddling north - hitting rough waters, checking out tributaries, or moving forward with determined strokes. I had never given any thought to paddling in the dark…
Read MoreI am standing on a major threshold, unable to step over, held captive by fear, hope, opportunities, and excitement. This is the next stage of my life, the last stage of life. I may have another 30 years ahead of me - a lifetime!…
Read MoreDo you still enjoy the same pastimes as those that filled you with joy when you were younger? I do. Now that I have the time
Read MoreA tight community of family and friends was there to support me after my mother died. They listened and held space for me in my grief. I also received well-meaning comments from my broader circle, but sometimes these words fell flat on my sorrow.
Read MoreI can be standing in the shower, sitting at my desk, staring at my garden, or lying awake in bed when my mind wanders…
Read MoreThe third drawer of my antique dresser houses my unfinished projects; some have lain tucked away for over twenty-five years…
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