Category Archives: Aging

Contemplation

Posted on February 2, 2025 by sputterpub

Last night I took some sanctuary time.I sat receptive and congenial,and what I felt I cannot call sublime,but I experienced familiar pull.And tears from long ago then rinsed my eyes,enhanced my meditations, counseled me.What filled my thoughts presented a surprise,and … Continue reading →

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Eariness

Posted on January 29, 2025 by sputterpub

A doctor once advised me not to pokean item less than elbow-size in ears.Detecting solid wisdom in his joke, I took his point to heart. That was 10 yearsago at least, while he removed the waxI’d grown (that syringe brought … Continue reading →

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Slower!

Posted on January 27, 2025 by sputterpub

Intending to reduce my speed in mostendeavors, I assume that age will serveto aid me toward that goal. I used to boast(at least within) at work and walk, aswerveand weaving through obstructions, like a hostof foes would block me but … Continue reading →

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Waxing Symptoms

Posted on January 26, 2025 by sputterpub

Immersing in my bath last week, a weirdsensation was occasioned for my head.It felt like water in my ear, appearedto be a drainage failure, but insteadof dripping out, no posture I tried clearedthe painless situation. When I readand someone peered, … Continue reading →

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Ending

Posted on January 25, 2025 by sputterpub

The meditation centered on the end –of marriage, friendship, work, a point of view.I sat the mat and tried to spine-extend,directing thoughts while breathing deep, on you.Accepting that our minds have changed, it’s truefor most the set I couldn’t recollectwhatever … Continue reading →

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Mailbox Security

Posted on January 24, 2025 by sputterpub

The mail collection box was modified.What’s been a pull-down door is now a slotthat won’t accept a package or a widetransmittal of much paper. I did notattend to changes recently applied,but terrorists and vandals lost their shotto push a bomb … Continue reading →

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Precovery

Posted on January 19, 2025 by sputterpub

I am not ill. My brother didn’t sharehis cold with me. And others failed to spillthe germs that recently seem everywhere.I am not ill. Though I’ve a knee that warns me to instilldue caution how I move, it’s only fairappreciating … Continue reading →

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My Old Mountain

Posted on January 17, 2025 by sputterpub

Near three score years ago I crossed this spanto leave my parents’ home and live apart,apace at 17 to run the planof university and make my start.I little guessed (it happens no one can)where I would plant my future and … Continue reading →

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Dawn Yoga

Posted on January 13, 2025 by sputterpub

I woke away from home before the sun,and though most Saturdays I will omitthe mat, preferring talk and iPad funwith bouncing kids, last week I did committo 7 days of Prana. I could waitfor guided breathing till the afternoon,but better … Continue reading →

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Forestalled

Posted on January 12, 2025 by sputterpub

Preempted by complaints she feels unwell(beset by stress, depression, lethargy),there isn’t any space for me to tellher I’m exhausted by her tendencyto chastise, judge, attempt to yank by yellfor her sore feelings some apology.I’ll have to wait to modify the … Continue reading →

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