Finally. Ancientrails. All 2,000,000 words, through May 26th of this year, printed. It’s a lot of paper and ink. Now I have to sort it into years, get it three-hole punched, and buy those three ring binders.
Kate comes home today. I’m leaving to pick her up right now.
It seems we are all becoming wabi sabi humans. Or Velveteen rabbits. The same perhaps. Deepening the love for ourselves and others, wearing the roadmaps of our lives for others to see while we sort through the inner souvenirs, not so visible.
I agree. Third phase life, done well, could also be called the
Velveteen Rabbit phase. When we become real to ourselves. The cracks in
our lives mended with gold, their existence treasured. Even the
impermanence of life becomes beautiful, a frame for the whole. Our
imperfections, flaws, mistakes as crucial and necessary as our
achievements. We see that now.