Oh, Nancy... you convey so beautifully the gentle (and not so gentle) tectonic shifts of aging as a couple. As well as the demands of the body, the soul requires a different quality of attentiveness, which you describe with exquisite clarity. We have moved, as a society, into 'management mode' with the care of the elderly. Lockdowns that affect everyone in a huge building whenever a few people get a cold. Activities to amuse and meals to pacify... But the soul suffers, its needs and wisdom unattended. May the kindness that you exemplify repair the channels for soul to sing. May we listen, and honour the wisdom that pours through such fragile times. Thank you!
Thank you, Nancy for this tender window into the time you find yourself. I’d had on my mind to reach out today, something niggling my sense of wonder as to where you are at. Much love to you and y[our] beloved Green Man. May there be just the right number of days for each of us to breathe and feel the terrifying awe of ‘it’ all.
Oh, Nancy - what a beautiful, sincere and heartfelt post. Please give our dear Michael a big hug from me. You give me courage to honor endings and life, both, and most of all, to soften into the moment so I can feel the preciousness of tending another life, and when it's time, to say goodbye.
Oh, Nancy... you convey so beautifully the gentle (and not so gentle) tectonic shifts of aging as a couple. As well as the demands of the body, the soul requires a different quality of attentiveness, which you describe with exquisite clarity. We have moved, as a society, into 'management mode' with the care of the elderly. Lockdowns that affect everyone in a huge building whenever a few people get a cold. Activities to amuse and meals to pacify... But the soul suffers, its needs and wisdom unattended. May the kindness that you exemplify repair the channels for soul to sing. May we listen, and honour the wisdom that pours through such fragile times. Thank you!
Beautifully spoken Andrea. Thankyou.
Thank you, Nancy for this tender window into the time you find yourself. I’d had on my mind to reach out today, something niggling my sense of wonder as to where you are at. Much love to you and y[our] beloved Green Man. May there be just the right number of days for each of us to breathe and feel the terrifying awe of ‘it’ all.
Ah, Kara. How sweetly said, "May there be just the right number of days for each of us to breathe and feel the terrifying awe of ‘it’ all." xo
Oh, Nancy - what a beautiful, sincere and heartfelt post. Please give our dear Michael a big hug from me. You give me courage to honor endings and life, both, and most of all, to soften into the moment so I can feel the preciousness of tending another life, and when it's time, to say goodbye.
Thank you Karly. You are tenderly doing this, I can tell.