A poem of sorts on maturing into greater depths of who we are constantly becoming...
Seasons, stories, cycles
Beginnings, unfoldings, conclusions
Climaxes
Death
But wait…
Uranus discovered seventeen eighty one
Now Earthlings have an archetype
That breaks Chronus's chains of
Our once allotted time and roles
Now comes revolutions, breakthroughs
Prometheus is unbound
Rewires a resurgence
Regenerating new possibilities
And Neptune dreams new visions
Dissolution of the old
While Phoenix empowered Pluto
Takes us to new depths
A more inclusive, expansive
Interconnected mission
So many new chapters - new roles
To this unfolding story behold!
This was written after a discussion about how baby becomes toddler, becomes child becomes tween and then teenager before young adult. Then after we have our Saturn return at 29 we become adults, and middle age happens somewhere in our forties. Every five to ten years words denote a new stage of development.
And then there appears to be no accurate words that point to various rich and fertile chapters into which we breathe life post middle age? I look at vibrant friends in my immediate community -Mechtild at eighty and Imogene at ninety - and think of how new businesses, travel, new skills and hobbies, and reinventing their lives happened in the period post forty.
I think of futurist Barbara Marx Hubbard, tv icon Barbara Walters, actors Helen Mirren, Meryl Streep, Judy Dench; artist Georgia O'Keefe; Mother Theresa...and I know there are so many other inspiring wemoon who are redefining and breaking open the possibilities of what we can become in the thirty to fifty years post middle age.
In asking others for words to describe our fifties, sixties, seventies, eighties and nineties I have heard suggestions like regenerators, luminaries, re-emergents, phoenixes, cougars, directors, conductors; or to use colors -copper, silver, gold, platinum…What suggestions - even new words can we conjure into being to better describe these new chapters?
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