“It is your 100th Birthday. Tell us a story of a crazy thing you did when you turned 90.”
5 thoughts on “Vision Quest 2040”
Kinga Biro says:
What an expansive way to review our lives from a vantage point not yet reached but deeply felt and imagined…I did a similar type of exercise in my Retirement Lifestyle workshops; I asked participants to imagine what their lives would be like in 20/25 years – what are they doing, how are they feeling, what is their perspective, where are they, who are they with, etc. I saw myself putting a book of my photographs and writings together about now (I did this exercise around 20 or so years ago)…interesting that I am very much focused on doing this project exactly at this time…beautifully done, my dear; I love your creative forward and upward looking spirit.
I love that the veil between living and dead gets thinner as I grow older. Your poem speaks to me of the continuity that surrounds me — the sea, the sharp paradox of blessings, beauty of unbroken, unending conversations with the Beloved. Most of all, the quiet satisfaction of having lived a life of unflinching evolution, with more ahead. It’s all here now, even when I go.
What an expansive way to review our lives from a vantage point not yet reached but deeply felt and imagined…I did a similar type of exercise in my Retirement Lifestyle workshops; I asked participants to imagine what their lives would be like in 20/25 years – what are they doing, how are they feeling, what is their perspective, where are they, who are they with, etc. I saw myself putting a book of my photographs and writings together about now (I did this exercise around 20 or so years ago)…interesting that I am very much focused on doing this project exactly at this time…beautifully done, my dear; I love your creative forward and upward looking spirit.
Wow. Provocative. Stirring. Magical. Profound. True. Wow.
Very moving. I loved it. The assignment could have been done frivolously, but you went to the deep place and spoke from there.
I begn the day with your DS because I thought it might provide fuel for the day’s spiritual journey. I was right.
I love that the veil between living and dead gets thinner as I grow older. Your poem speaks to me of the continuity that surrounds me — the sea, the sharp paradox of blessings, beauty of unbroken, unending conversations with the Beloved. Most of all, the quiet satisfaction of having lived a life of unflinching evolution, with more ahead. It’s all here now, even when I go.