Even at 72, I still say it’s never too late.
Never too late to change. To change and accept new challenges; to change in
order to grow. The body may no longer be what it was even 5 years ago, but the
little grey cells are still wanting their collective voice to be heard.
I enjoy photography (and have had some modest
success), but my passion remains (and will continue to be) words.
I find that now I write best when my hours are
lived close to nature; I like to watch the sun rise and set so I may mutter my
‘heathen’ prayers to the God I know. I like to watch the moon spread her silver
over my head, the fields, the water, and there is no smell that increases my
energy levels like that of the small border between sea and land.
Thus, I am encouraged to write how and what I
really think and what is more important I can do so without remembering that
the world about me contains insincere idiots, religious fanatics and unpleasant
moralists…
For more thoughts from a new life – keep
reading.
Until next time,
Peripatetic Scribe
I can't wait to see your next post.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't agree with you more! Still, it's always great to be reminded of these fundamentals!
ReplyDeleteLucana
Wonder how many people at the age 27 would say - it is never too late to change..
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this one :)
Nikola
Jana - thank you. Yes, please keep reading: there's more good stuff to come (I hope)
ReplyDeleteLucana, thank you. It is often easy to forget the basics - I shall continue to remind people!
ReplyDeleteThank you Nikola. You make a good point. Many 27 year old people have lost the will and desire to think outside the norm. I believe money is one of the roots of this situation as is the social "requirement" to be the same as everyobne else!
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