grow old with me…

WHAT I PROPOSE TO do now is to try listening to my life as a whole, or at least to certain key moments of the first half of my life thus far, for whatever of meaning, of holiness, of God, there may be in it to hear. My assumption is that the story of any one of us is in some measure the story of us all.
For the reader, I suppose, it is like looking through someone else’s photograph album. What holds you, if nothing else, is the possibility that somewhere among all those shots of people you never knew and places you never saw, you may come across something or someone you recognize. In fact—for more curious things have happened—even in a stranger’s album, there is always the possibility that as the pages flip by, on one of them you may even catch a glimpse of yourself. Even if both of those fail, there is still a third possibility which is perhaps the happiest of them all, and that is that once I have put away my album for good, you may in the privacy of the heart take out the album of your own life and search it for the people and places you have loved and learned from yourself, and for those moments in the past—many of them half forgotten—through which you glimpsed, however dimly and fleetingly, the sacredness of your own journey.
💖
Frederich Buechner
These two paragraphs conclude the introduction to The Sacred Journey:

Living is the hardest thing you’ll ever do after all it kills you.
– Audrey Hepburn
There is no escape from the higher themes of my life
Moving into
As above so below
Mirror mirror
Hearts burning alive
The problems of this sector
is like smoke sitting in my lungs
Crazy dreams help me let go
Of the old traumas
As the butterfly emerges
Evolves
Becomes
Beauty captivates
I will be its prisoner
Feed me forever
until I die
‘Love always wins’
&
‘The best is yet to come’
Will continue to be my life bridging mantras
these few steps across the great divide of
Before
&
After
Holding hands
Leaping together
into
the mysterious melting pot
of the greatest learning life provides
two becoming one
intertwining
through our days
of good/bad
happy/sad
rich/poor
forever more
gracefully, gratefully holding
this amazing gift
💞
Amy Mehringer