Old Words


Yesterday I sorted through a really old box of papers, old journals, poems, stories, and some legal papers.  Found words that I had forgotten that I had even put on paper.  Some of these words surprised me, bringing a smile to my lips or a small tear to my eyes.  Other words made me chuckle, reminding myself of the youthful angst I carried with me for so long.  This was a good start for the beginning of the year, sorting through the past, choosing what parts are important to carry with me, what parts I can let go of, and what parts I might just file away for a better moment to bring them out to look at again.

Have you all thought about your past in these terms, looking at your experiences piece by piece?  Looking though with a non judging eye, with an open mind and appreciation of the paths you have traveled to reach today?

Changes happen at a pretty fast pace these days.  Now that we are learning more of what we need, and what the world needs, to heal and move forward, can we allow ourselves the opportunity to move forward with these changes?

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Tilly Evan Jones

“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.” ~Mary Oliver

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