in the thick
Higher Self Sixty-six is past middle age, one might say.
Ego I actually haven’t thought that much about it.
Higher Self Why not?
Ego Truthfully? I don’t want to face my mortality (Did I say that?).
Higher Self Senior Citizen, one might say.
Ego Yet, perks make me smile:
Discount theater tickets,
Tuesday discounts at Kohl’s, and
Less costly health insurance.
Higher Self The age of choice, one might say.
Ego One scoop or two; volunteering or working; traveling or being a hermit; smiling or
grousing; acceptance of “what is” or resistance.
Wakefulness at 2 a.m., 4 a.m.;
Inability to juggle five things at once;
Confusing technology: LOL mean lots of love— What? Lots of laughs?!—OH!
Higher Self Things are changing, one might say.
It depends on expectations:
- I won’t go down without a fight
- “Cheaters,” and
- Wheelchairs ‘n crutches
- Heredity gave me world-class survival gene, and
- See for yourself—I do everything RIGHT: exercise, diet, meditate
Or those of the Cosmos…
- Impermanence is
- Recognition of more than acceptance…surrender…gratitude
- Vision beyond the stories that Ego has constructed throughout life
Ego I DON’T HAVE TO LOOK, one might say.
Higher Self Maybe not today, yet one day, permission to
- Contemplate who I am
- Recklessly, yet thoroughly, explore myself
- Expose Ego without a guarded heart
- Feel relief
- Give up doing—give in to” being”
Time and space dissolve.
Ego One might say: I BETTER LOOK!