Anyone Seen My Youth?


Isn’t it a bitter sweet how we finally, “get it” by the time we are in our 50’s?
I know for myself to sit and count the lessons I have learnt in the past 55 years, I would need a calculator, because of the amount. Does anyone else feel that way?

Yet easy or tough as the lesson may have been, it did teach me something along the way. When I was younger in 20’s or 30’s, I did not think of the lesson at the time, but sat there and wondered what the heck was that all about? And at the time people tend to fall to the way side, which is okay, because not every one understands other peoples struggles or why we make choices we do. It is our own journey and the ones that do hang on till the end with us, are meant to be in our lives, coming and going during high and low points.
Now at 55 I feel I still have so much potential, so many ways to progress into more of the person I always wanted to be and I look forward to it.
I find I trust more, I am more open, I am more creative and not afraid to do things because of what someone else may think of it.  That all comes with learning to be more assertive and that I don’t need the praises of all the people in my life.

What I do and plan on doing, I will do without harming anyone in my path, but see them as hopefully positive forces more than negative forces.
So no matter what our ages, all the power to natural evolution in becoming who you want to be and may the awakening that happens along your path, make this ride on planet earth, all it can be for YOU.

Youth is within us, in spirit! Now if only my body would get on board. 😉
Blessed Be!

A Man Is Only As Strong As You Allow Him To Be

Snowy Impressions

If you want to change the world love a man; really love him
Choose the one whose soul calls to yours clearly who sees you; who is brave enough to be afraid
Accept his hand and guide him gently to your hearts blood
Where he can feel your warmth upon him and rest there
And burn his heavy load in your fires
Look into his eyes look deep within and see what lies dormant or awake or shy or expectant there
Look into his eyes and see there his fathers and grandfathers and all the wars and madness their spirits fought in some distant land, some distant time
Look upon their pains and struggles and torments and guilt; without judgment
And let it all go
Feel into his ancestral burden
And know that what he seeks is safe refuge in you
Let him melt in your steady gaze

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