Remember the
song:"102 eyes of blue"? I was impressed with that weight as a symbol
when in my teen years. I longer for it so keenly, I began the effort to reach
it at 19 while still in undergraduate school.
Lo and behold!
I am now (and have been fro quite some time ) 99.2!
No effort, no
sweat required, and I can eat pretty much what I want to!I have lost all
consciousness of calories.
Once again
whatever you really want DOES come to you, if you are willing to wait long
enough.
Prosaic,
perhaps, but a real discovery once it all comes together.
Some of my
deepest desires have been pretty superficial ones, now that I look
back.Although I do not judge the desires of others as well as allowing my own
to flourish.Desire is personal and allowed to remain private if one wishes.
Today a woman
whom I have sought to avoid stopped me short in the street and asked me
abruptly in Hebrew,
"Are you
an English teacher?" I replied in Hebrew,"Yes" I added, “Also
Spanish, French and Hebrew”
Then she
cornered me to ask, "How old are you? "I stood silent. I asked her
why it was important. Once again, "How old are you?"My silence felt
awkward. I asked her why she wanted to know. She replied with the same
question. Then she started to guess--abruptly:"Sixty?"---- I remained
silent."Sixty?" once again.
Finally, after
no reply, she came forth with, "Eighty?"---I answered,
"82"---and caught myself in the flush of an awkward embarrassment. I
have not made my age public-----vanity, perhaps mingled with not wanting the
age difference known between my husband and me. Awkward vanity, I suppose.
I am beginning
to accept the end of my days. Disappointments are at once more severe and more
tender.My digestion is fraught with pain and problems. I am about to embark on
some serious dental repair.
My flexible
body still works like a charm. Regular advanced yoga practice has helped
my breathing significantly!
OK why all of
this personal, perhaps even boring, recounting?
Perhaps it is
something to share that is so petty, it is significant!
Perhaps to
encourage each of you to look deeply into your desires and your hidden secrets
and open their envelopes wider, if only to yourselves! If you really want it,
it IS important.
Ah the mighty cliché,
"It is never too late."---can this be so?
HUH?? Mmmmm. Maybe
not...... just maybe. May be.
MISS RHEINGOLD
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