An 87 year old man wrote in a comment on a blog: "I have lost...all relevance for the bulk of the people I contact." He was neither moaning nor whining, but simply stating fact.
As we move into geezer-geezellehood, we are in a different dimension than the young and the younger-young who are in hot pursuit of life. We have less and less relevance to the hot pursuers.
We have let go of much and continue to let go, allowing more room for "the less important:" the sound of the wind in the trees, the quietness of the pre-dawn morning, a chipmunk sitting on a rock, the brief three notes of a distant bird, the deep knowing that one's body is transforming and one is passing on.
Our minds are calmer, less excitable. That alone makes us less relevant for a frenzied busy world.
As we move into geezer-geezellehood, we are in a different dimension than the young and the younger-young who are in hot pursuit of life. We have less and less relevance to the hot pursuers.
We have let go of much and continue to let go, allowing more room for "the less important:" the sound of the wind in the trees, the quietness of the pre-dawn morning, a chipmunk sitting on a rock, the brief three notes of a distant bird, the deep knowing that one's body is transforming and one is passing on.
Our minds are calmer, less excitable. That alone makes us less relevant for a frenzied busy world.
What an exciting way to live. A life of being being wowed by cool breezes and little furry animals. Every once in a while I get a little glimpse of those pleasures. I feel so lucky to have those moments.
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Being less relevant means fewer outside demands are placed on us geezers. Here's to greater personal freedom!
ReplyDeleteRecently, as our Phoenix autumn approaches and the "cooler" weather makes its entrance, we sit in our family room with the sliding glass door open listening to the quail and doves harmonize, to the windchimes chiming out their melodious songs, and to the rustling noises of the palm trees swaying in the morning breezes...and....after a long day of chores, it is nice to sit out on the patio having a glass of vino relaxing and watching the sun make its way towards the western skies for another days closure reminding us that everyday counts and we are thankful for what we do have.
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