Friday, February 22, 2013
the new normal
Life is beginning to get back to normal, whatever that is. I mean I'm working a lot, reading a slew of new books, also receiving the New Yorker again. When I don't have interesting things to read, the light bulb above my head can't burn brightly. Do you know what I mean?
The new normal is me in my 60s. I've been talking about being an old lady for decades. I have finally arrived. Yesterday I was asking myself if I had romanticized my 60s, earlier in life when I looked forward to this decade. Of course when I imagined what it would be like, I didn't understand the difference in energy, the internal and physical differences that come with age, not all of which are "bad" by the way. But somehow I knew I would feel at home in my 60s in a way I never have.
That sense of having arrived is calming, a great thing.
I continue to think about the question the Sufi acupuncturist asked me on my birthday - what do I want to do now that I've experienced all the animals in all the elements (of Chinese astrology). I've seen it all - once - now what do I want to do with the time I have left?
Life is good and I am grateful. Shalom.
The flags around the Washington Monument appeared to be on fire at sunset. That's Rosslyn across the river on the right side of the pic.