On Eagle’s Wings

Seventy-four was the right age to do it.
To quit needing to belong, to stop letting a group define me,
to give up seeking courage through numbers.
By trying to always fit in, I somehow lost my sharp corners,
becoming rounded off with small, but important parts lost in the process.
It was a hard year of letting go, but it’s paid off with new life at seventy-five.
Choosing to be whole, not a chameleon, is like rising up on eagles’ wings.
Distinguishing between wants and needs,  mine and others,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            so I can get to know and celebrate my unfinished self,
and begin again to grow more like the person I was created to be.

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About Eileen

Mother of five, grandmother of eleven, great-grandmother of seven, 1955 -1959 Rice University in Houston, TX. Taught primary grades; Was Associate Post Director of Religious Education at Ft. Campbell, KY; Consultant on the Myers/Briggs Type Indicator; Presently part time Administrative Assistant/Bookkeeper for Architect husband of fifty-seven years. Blog: Laughter: Carbonated Grace

Posted on August 3, 2012, in Spiritual. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Go for it! I’m not afraid of you at all!!!!

  2. Great, and so true. That’s one of the blessings of aging – we can be real at last!

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