The skin and hair have thinned, the muscles have shrunk and weakened, the carriage is bent. The energy that once animated the body and shined out through the eyes is dimmed. The attention to balance has moved from casual observation to critical consciousness. The slow, pitiful and persistent deterioration into helpless frailty seems to rush on seeking release on the other side. What is unperceived by an observer is a new life at times developing in the old creaking carcass, if one is blessed/lucky, take your pick. The new life developing of which a glimpse is given on unpredictable occasions is so rich and calm so superior to the old “pursuit of happiness” game which is moving the ball down the field against many and varied obstacles towards but wait, there is no goal line! But having been conditioned, we don’t know what else to do. The clamor is too great. What is growing in the ancient rubble of which one gets a peek once in a while is a new and fresh interior life of calm, peaceful, unhurried observation of the facts that tell of a weakening of physical and mental ability. Developing in this near compost is a new sense of time and occasionally, even space slowly overlapping the old system,building bit by bit, but not in a straight line, a mystical alter world. A world beautifully colored with people and places, a place vivid with smells and sometimes sounds a kaleidoscope-like visual of the world I have known and know. Or perhaps, better described as wondrous, beautiful fabric of intricate colorful threads woven together in a continuous changing development but at the same time complete. It is a sort of prayer rug which invites me to kneel in joy and to try to express my gratitude for all the loves I know and have known, the people, places and sentient beings, past and present which make up the cloth and dyes of this exquisite carpet which is somehow me or my life. A wondrous, mysterious gift from the God of my understanding. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) 2 Responses Debby Koegler August 7, 2017 Powerful, wonderful…I loved this! Log in to Reply Sarel August 6, 2017 Beauty comes with understanding. Thank you for sentiment shared beautifully and openly. Log in to Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.