encouragement for the journey
We’ve been having some very confusing weather of late. We have had beautiful balmy weekends that seem to herald the arrival of spring and then wet and cold weeks where the wind is blowing straight off the antarctic.
I am finding it very frustrating. I don’t know whether to hang my washing or put it in the dryer. I don’t know whether to take an umbrella or not. I don’t quite know what the season is, and I just wish it would make up its mind so I could plan.
Deny: to declare a statement to be untrue; to reject as false; to withhold; to refuse to fulfil the expectations of; to refuse to acknowledge; disown; to refuse (oneself) things desired.
I am a big believer in the power of words. The words spoken over our life and the words that we speak to ourselves have power to hurt, harm, heal or help. But I also think there is a place to examine the words we deny.
Are you good with compliments?
40! So exciting.
You say it all the time and people look at you in disbelief. Because people everywhere walk around regretting their ageing, and trying to deny it has arrived.
But it is exciting … a new decade, a new start, a new adventure, a new you.
Continue reading “a letter to myself on the eve of my 40th birthday”
One of the amazing luxuries about my new rhythm this year is the time to once again read. While the ability to finish a page, let alone a chapter, has been elusive to me over the past 5 years, I none-the-less kept purchasing books. (Well, just because I couldn’t read them, didn’t mean I didn’t want them!)
Between the ages of twenty and forty we are engaged in the process of discovering who we are, which involves learning the difference between accidental limitations which it is our duty to outgrow and the necessary limitations of our nature beyond which we cannot trespass with impunity.
I love the quote above from W H Auden.
Maybe it is because Mr just turned 40, and maybe it is because I’m next? (Technically I say he is a year older than me, but in reality it’s 6 months!)
But I do feel like I have been going through a process of discovery and acceptance.
On the silent retreat, I got some time and space to write poetry, which I haven’t done in a while and also time to rework some works in progress.
Here is a piece from that weekend:
