Category Archives: Eldering
no longer worthy of notice
If over the hill is when we stop contributing, then people are wise to treat us as no longer worthy of notice. :- Doug.
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Over the hill: when you stop climbing
Over the hill is when you stop climbing. It cannot be half way through life as some suggest, for the slide down is a much faster (and shorter) ride than the trudge up. Retirement for most marks the end of … Continue reading
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My hero’s journey?
Of what does my hero’s journey so far consist? What were the tests, the lessons? What the supreme test and what the message to bring back to the community? These will take reflection—thought alone will not suffice. :- Doug.
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Hearing your body?
Are you hearing your body—or are you shushing? :- Doug.
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capable of traveling at
My mind is capable of traveling at a hundred thoughts a minute. Resting. :- Doug.
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As I grow older
As I grow older I want to ponder. I want to write. I want to be encouraged to write. :- Doug.
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drawn to stillness
Be courageous to remind people they are drawn to stillness. More there is than our grasping hands can reach. Our grandchildren need us to be large. :- Doug.
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A higher respect
The highest in us deserves the respect of space for not knowing :- Doug.
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to joy and to cry
Life comes to joy with life and to cry :- Doug.
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My qualifications?
My qualifications? I am a human being. My credentials? My birth certificate and my face. :- Doug.
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Two is divisive
Two is divisive. :- Doug.
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“I might run out”
When you’re sick and see your end approaching, money doesn’t buy you much—except fear. “I might run out.” It matters not how much you have. People with money sometimes fear more. Money and fear go hand in hand. :- Doug.
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Memento parit
Remember to birth whatever your age Memento parit :- Doug.
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