Growing Older,Maturation/Liberation
As I begin my 2nd Saturn Cycle, I find myself looking deep into the eyes of the Crone. Outside of the physical issues and breakdowns that old injuries offer up as a medal of sorts for a life lived,my mind and spirit feel amazingly spry.
My perception of time is now including a sense of limitation ie, I am without the sense of time being infinite that I had in my 20′s which is really good I think.I recognize that all roads are not necessarily worth taking and that the wrong “yes” could turn into a “no” for something that could be of true benefit.
I choose my yesses more carefully now and yet endeavor to make those choices with an open heart and mind.Nothing like a few good surprises to keep you young and if you hold the reigns too tight you never know the ecstasy of flight.
So I guess I am working on alligning my path with one of balance. That doesn’t mean necessarily maintaining some middle road, middle of the road,bland monotone existance. Its not in me to choose that no matter what my age. I have a sense of,needing to focus on what I really want to accomplish or experience most so that the options to do those things don’t get lost in a sea of endless possibilities.
In truth, I have enough careers for three people and my life can exhibit similarities to a three ringed circus at times…and, I love it all.The trick is to make sure what is happening in the center ring is really what I want most to be doing.
Music is such a joy for me yet I find its an easy piece to put aside at times because it is so demanding and imperialistic with my time
Just writing those words tells me that as soon as I can, I must let my Muse unwind for awhile on the front burner til she sizzles!
I have 2 concerts coming up this month[Oct] so it must be time to play my other keyboard more as it surely must be jealous of the time that I tap away on this one on the otherside of the wall. Those keys are screaming “touch me you fool”
I have often said when jamming with my group the Blues Sisters[all of which are professional female musicians over 50]that we have the element of surprise on our side. We are as a group over 160 yrs old but when we play we play like 20 somethings however,the next day, every muscle and fiber knows that I am beyond 50. Fun to still put magenta and purple Manic Panic colors in my hair.
Lest I get too carried away on the wild side, my body is here to remind me that these are 50+yr old knees and joints and jumping around all night behind a keyboard and some drums can’t be an everyday affair. Good food for thought.
Blessings
Flash

