As a younger self, my worth and value manifested externally: sports and academic awards; scholarships; children; husband(s); career changes and promotions. I was valued for my ability, capacity to handle extra-large loads, integrity, care and compassion, smarts, ingenuity, never say “no”.

intuition is the opposite of a light bulb turning on in your head. It’s the light bulb that turns on in your gut – that slow-burning we feel as it starts to flicker brighter and stronger. Most of the time we ignore the gut bulb because hey, the light bulb in the head always knows best, right? We all know the answer to that one! That other light bulb in your belly is your gut intuition.

Stretching our necks out takes effort, grit, and courage. There’s that long-standing expression about “sticking my neck out” that applies to risky situations. This is a risky situation we are all in.

It’s March 1, 2021. Instead of a feeling of renewal, of expansion, of emergence and sprouting forth, I feel trapped. My mind, body and spirit are stuck in a spider web. Notwithstanding the yoga practices, the meditation, the zoom community, the power walks, I feel like I can’t find a way out. Where do I go from here?

That is such a heavy, loaded question. My instinct is to say: ‘Of course I do”, but that’s my brain talking. How do I know that?

Despair is by definition the loss of hope. One side of that coin is so heavy and dark while the other side is buoyant with light and possibilities. How can two complete opposites be contained on the same coin?

As this year of LOSSES comes to an end, I’m choosing to focus on what I FOUND:

There are a lot of negatives we can ascribe to the concept of aging, especially if our nature is to see our cup as half full or we’re inclined to believe the other shoe will fall off anytime soon. Our perspective is ours to own.

I've always found the "Yoga for Healthy Aging" site inspiring. I wanted to share with you today's post about some breath exercises to try if you're having a hard time getting to sleep or staying asleep. When you can't fall asleep anywhere at any time, like my grandog Milo, try them.

How did it come to be that even young women offer me their seat on the subway; the cashier rings up the Senior's discount without my asking and laugh lines sometimes feel like cry lines? I have bat wings under my arms; hands with more veins than skin and skin that can double for crepe paper. What I do know is that I've never felt so comfortable in my crepey skin.