A Crone with Cane

A Crone with Cane
The Crone

Saturday, July 3, 2010

To Everything A Season

Time Transfixed by Rene Magritte

Time is an imponderable that has been pondered often. Much has been written about it; including by me. I never realized how much I wrote about, but looking back at my old blog, I did, often.

The things I remember about being a very young child; I enjoyed.

I enjoyed being a young girl, a tweener, I really enjoyed being a full teenager. That's not to say I wasn't always pushing to move to the next phase too fast. I was.

Next phase; I loved being being a very young mother of young children, and then an older mother of teenagers, then an even older mother of young adults. You get the idea.

Then I became a very young grandmother. Wow is being a grandmother great. How will being a great grandmother be?

In spite of going through all these phases, and all these years; I still feel like the little girl who climbed the big willow tree behind our house to watch the world. So I really know that time plays games with us mere humans. But these past two months have really confounded me.

Things have been difficult; and I have had so much to do. But rather than time speeding by, I feel as if time has screeched to a halt. I look back at all of the things that have occurred in these two months & it seems as if it was 10 years ago. It feels as if each minute lasts a week. Time has transfixed.

Friday, June 25, 2010

The Persistence of Memory

I remember as a child the weight of time. I thought the day had gone on forever and it was not even lunch yet. The summers always were too long and the length of the school year was torture.
Now the speed at which time passes is dizzying.
So the question to ponder is what is the difference between then and now. Is it possible to use whatever caused time to be so slow while a child, apply it to now where time speeds, and actually achieve some sort of balance?
What do you think?
The Persistence of Time by S. Dali

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

You're not a kid anymore

When people ask of me, what do I want to be, now that I'm not a kid anymore.I know just what to say. I answer right away, there's just one thing I've been wishing for...

...to keep going.

I like being 60. I am somewhat amazed that I am here already and happy that I am (the alternative would not be so great). The only very minor concern, is that 60 came so soon after 50, how fast will 70 get here?

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

On The Occasion of my 60th Birthday

I thought it would be appropriate to begin anew. Welcome to my new blog. No rhyme or reason; just thought it would be a good time to change directions. Join me in my journey; help me find the tree for the forest and ponder the imponderables.