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Your inside person doesn’t age. Your inside person is soul, is heart, in the eternal now, the ageless, the old, the young, all the ages you’ve ever been.
- Anne Lamott
Let's take a break from space this week and plant ourselves in the studio, where a large figure has begun. Beginning with charcoal dipped in water on canvas. We shall see where she goes from here.
This is the week I turn 59, which makes everything (in my head, at least) about me. No, not in a "where's my cake? where is the party?" kind of way, but everything is being filtered through the lens of turning this age - what does it mean? Who am I now? Where the heck am I heading?
Excessive introspection is the curse (or super power) of the introvert.
So when I came across the Lamott quote, a question was answered. Who am I now? I am all the ages (and all the things) I have ever been.
- Anne Lamott
Let's take a break from space this week and plant ourselves in the studio, where a large figure has begun. Beginning with charcoal dipped in water on canvas. We shall see where she goes from here.
This is the week I turn 59, which makes everything (in my head, at least) about me. No, not in a "where's my cake? where is the party?" kind of way, but everything is being filtered through the lens of turning this age - what does it mean? Who am I now? Where the heck am I heading?
Excessive introspection is the curse (or super power) of the introvert.
So when I came across the Lamott quote, a question was answered. Who am I now? I am all the ages (and all the things) I have ever been.
Work in Process
My inside person (I love Lamott's phrasing there) is, indeed, soul and heart. And I do think she grows larger - takes up more space- in my being with each passing year. My outside person seems to shrink; skin, hair, bones....even my coloring washes out as I age. But this just leaves more room for my inside person. I imagine someday, when the outside can no longer contain the inside, there will be a shift in my existence. But for now (the eternal now) I am just tickled as heck to be here with you, dear reader.
Now, where is that cake? :)
Now, where is that cake? :)
a graveyard
of all the women
you once were
before you rise
one morning
in your own skin.
You will swallow
a thousand
different names
before you taste
the meaning
held within your own.
(Pavana Reddy)
Happy Birthday! They are just numbers!
"Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments." -Rose Kennedy
May you continue to have wonderful moments.