I love beginnings for there is the hope of possibilities. But what I am finding as I grow older is that we are always at the beginning, at a threshold, a window, an opening. “To discover the experience….” We are on a quest. 🙂
I know what you mean, for that feeling or impression, though often oscillating between the conscious and the unconscious, more and more as you say, as we get older, we experience a greater awareness of living a life of daily new beginnings. Great that we have this for which to look forward. Then again one must have some rewards for the contributions we must make for the privilege of growing older. N’es pas chère amis Rebecca? Jean-Jacques
Well said!!! Vancouver had a snowstorm yesterday! Today the sunshine is brilliant against the white snow that is already melting. A new day, a new beginning! Thank you for making my day….
You’re never too old, but that’s not the point, this is lovely and it made me smile. Still smiling, inside and out. You sure do take us all over the place with what is experienced through your words/poetry. Bravo!
What can I say, save yes you’re right. However, though some of my writing is about age and aging or getting old, I’ve yet to discover what that word old really feels like. But smile, I know about smile, and even inside and out which makes me feel happy, as I do now, from knowing that my poetry takes you along through the life experiences I explore, and or witness. Thank you for being there with me Paulette! Jean-Jacques
Well said, about what does aging or getting old feel like. I’m still the same “me” looking out at the world, full of laughter, fun, etc. Yes, in a changing body but that doesn’t define how I experience life emotionally, etc. It appears we’re on the same page. Thank you once again.
I love beginnings for there is the hope of possibilities. But what I am finding as I grow older is that we are always at the beginning, at a threshold, a window, an opening. “To discover the experience….” We are on a quest. 🙂
I know what you mean, for that feeling or impression, though often oscillating between the conscious and the unconscious, more and more as you say, as we get older, we experience a greater awareness of living a life of daily new beginnings. Great that we have this for which to look forward. Then again one must have some rewards for the contributions we must make for the privilege of growing older. N’es pas chère amis Rebecca? Jean-Jacques
Well said!!! Vancouver had a snowstorm yesterday! Today the sunshine is brilliant against the white snow that is already melting. A new day, a new beginning! Thank you for making my day….
You’re never too old, but that’s not the point, this is lovely and it made me smile. Still smiling, inside and out. You sure do take us all over the place with what is experienced through your words/poetry. Bravo!
What can I say, save yes you’re right. However, though some of my writing is about age and aging or getting old, I’ve yet to discover what that word old really feels like. But smile, I know about smile, and even inside and out which makes me feel happy, as I do now, from knowing that my poetry takes you along through the life experiences I explore, and or witness. Thank you for being there with me Paulette! Jean-Jacques
Well said, about what does aging or getting old feel like. I’m still the same “me” looking out at the world, full of laughter, fun, etc. Yes, in a changing body but that doesn’t define how I experience life emotionally, etc. It appears we’re on the same page. Thank you once again.
Surely the best way to live life! Jean-Jacques