originally posted at Dream Reweaver...
Oh,
the joy of being older! Over the past few years - starting sometime
after 60 - can see things that were once super sensitive with interest,
often bemusement, rather than spirit-twisting mega emotional investment.
Will
be forever grateful for my family, my community. One of the many
things learned by my experiences with both is that being different
doesn't equal being wrong. And that family & community are what WE
define them as being, rather than anything set in stone.
Growing
up, being so different from what felt like the norm could be daunting.
The community structure seemed structured, clannish & cliquish -
neither my nature nor my nurtured. And my family might as well have
come from a different planet, the differences were so profound.
As
I grow deeper into my sixties - turned 64 a few days ago - am
increasingly aware of the advantages, on all sides, to those
differences. It's not that my family & community have become more
in sync with me, as that I've gotten more open to letting my image of
both be open, become less "sure" that how I've viewed them through the
ages has the slightest semblance to reality.
Over
the past years, have become more willing to let go of comforting but
confining labels & reassuring (even if totally off base)
expectations. I know the way my family, my community once came across
to me, but that doesn't mean it's still that way. Youch confession - it
doesn't mean it was EVER that way.
There
are great things in store for crafting astonishing connections to &
within my community, my family. Can't happen - not a bit of it - if I
hold onto old images.
Christ warned about
storing new wine into old casks, or skins. My limited & limiting
concepts of community & family are OLD; what calls to be done is
NEW. If I try bringing fresh ideas to old images of family &
community, it's going to be a bust.
It's hard to describe, the way it feels to let things be, rather than making them into something that makes sense to ME. As a child of the '60s, I never hooked onto that psychedelic reality. As a child of the sixties, it's all come together. Lovin' getting older!
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