The latest (3 January) issue of Forbes references a Washington Post op-ed by Prof. Laura L. Carstensen, professor of psychology and the Fairleigh S. Dickinson Jr. professor in public policy at Stanford University, on the semiotics of aging started me reflecting about what I want to be called, and what I do not want to be called, now that I am pushing 70. (I will be 69 in April of 2018.) Words matter. And – over time measured in multiple years – certain words / terms have become increasingly patronizing because I have, over that same interval of time, come to think of myself more and more, not as middle-aged, but simply as old. Prof. Carstensen is right: By failing to identify with “old,” the story about old people remains a dreary one about loss and decline. Language matters: We need a
My assigned topic here for Wednesdays is joy. Sometimes I hit my assignment more obliquely than others. Today though, I submit that there are few things more joyful than connecting with others whose interests and values align with our own. So with great joy, I offer you the opportunity to learn more about Terri Stewart, who founded this blog.
I "met" Terri online in 2011 when I visited Beguine Again, which at that time was entitled Cloaked Monk. "Beguine" Again - after the Beguines, a lay semi-monastic Christian order of the 13th-16th centuries in Northern Europe. It was committed to - among other things - caring for the sick and the poor.
I was impressed with Terri's commitment to spiritual ritual and her openness to the wisdom and beauty in religious traditions, including traditions
Recently, I was researching Sabbath (Shabbat) meditations. I ran across one at My Jewish Learning titled: Shabbat and Meditation: Just Be It. It is a marriage of Mindfulness and the Shabbat experience.
Shabbat is a day of being, not doing. The day’s multitude of do’s and don’ts are essentially about not making anything, not destroying anything, and simply taking the world as we find it–for one day.
What would life be like if we took it just as we found it, even for one moment? With out destroying anything or needing to build something or change someone? Accepting all of creation for exactly what it is in this present, precious moment?
I believe, in that moment, we would find peace. A time to be.
One of my favorite spiritual practices is haiku. Haiku is definitely a practice of mindful