Aging
Reflections on the process and gifts of growing older
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Aging Is Not a Failure of Youth
Aging Is Not a Failure of Youth ---Or: What I Really Wanted to Say to The Woman in the Grocery Store. Not long ago, I was making my…
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Meekness, Humility, and Growing Older
Meekness and humility are not the same thing — and the difference matters more than I realized
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Living the Questions
Living the Questions What Jane Goodall, Rumi, and Rilke taught me about aging, illness, and letting go of certaintyJane Goodall, who died last fall at 91, once said...
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Reboot Your Life – Is It An Option?
I woke up the other morning wondering what life might be like if I could “reboot” like a device. Our phones and laptops all offer that option.
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Too Late?
I could smell the molasses cookies my mother had just finished baking. “Too late. I just sent the last batch with your father for his committee meeting at…
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If Not Grace, Then What?
I recently wrote about “aging gracefully,” and I have not been able to leave that phrase alone. The trouble is this: I have never, ever, in my entire…
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The Myth of Aging Gracefully
I have heard the phrase “aging gracefully” one too many times…and I need to do a bit of ranting. I hope you will bear with me. I sometimes…
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The Pilgrimage of Aging
“I can’t control what’s happening in the world.But I can put one foot in front of the other and walk my pilgrimage.” — Joanna Penn
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Learning to Live at Sixty – A Reflection on Aging
Aging alone, I was sitting in a wheelchair on the 4th floor of a busy rehab hospital—five hundred miles from home—on my 60th birthday. Not even a simple…
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What Remains After Loss
I’ve come to see that loss, in all its forms, doesn’t take everything. It pares life down to its essence, yes—but what remains can be astonishingly strong.
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Bridging Generations with Legacy
What We Teach Each Other is Our legacy. When I was a child, I thought adults knew everything. Why would they be put in charge of so much…
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Loneliness and Aging
Loneliness often accompanies aging for many people. Growing older has felt to me like a rehearsal in small abandonments. A good friend moves away. A neighbor dies...
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The Body Remembers
Suppose for a moment that our aging bodies carried not only scars and wrinkles of the years gone by, but also every dream we once dreamed…
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Memory as Both Gift and Grief
Have you ever tried to recall a story only to find the edges blurred, the details slipping away? You can almost see the scene, almost hear the voices,…
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The Music of Rest
Where is the rest in your life? Not the vacation kind. Not sleep, exactly. But rest as a rhythm. As part of the music of your days.
