The importance of Empathy

As I have hit mid-life, I am more discerning about who I allow
in and who I don’t.
I think it is one of the most important lessons as we age. That friendships are
not about quantity. They are about quality.

It is not about the number of friends we have but the things
we seek to feel safe with those we choose.

There are virtues I want to give to those I love and there
are virtues I need back.

Living Life’s afternoon

“But we cannot live the afternoon of life according to the program of life’s morning, for what was great in the morning will be little at evening and what in the morning was true, at evening will have become a lie.” Carl Jung

Poking at our self-esteem

am wary of the number of articles out there that have titles such as ‘Seven things successful people do in the mornings’ or ‘The three most important things to do if you want success’.
While sometimes I think they add value and I have gleaned information from them myself, I do wonder if they add to the sense that we are not quite doing what it takes, have what it takes, or, are equipped with the right stuff, to be ‘successful’.
Meanwhile trying to identify and fix that part of ourselves that forever chases the dream and forever seems to fall short.

The Green eyed monster

It has happened to me a couple of times, so I know the warning signs well.

The first occasion took me by surprise.
Actually, both occasions took me by surprise.
A situation that arose which ended in someone packing a sad, spitting venom my way while hissing ‘is there nothing you can’t f—-n do’.
I was stunned because I have never thought of myself as being so talented that I would conjure up such jealousy in someone. And this blow-up happened over a cake!
Yes, you read correctly – a cake.

Too old to be young and too young to be old.

I remember a beautiful line from ‘Fried Green Tomatoes’.
‘I am too old to be young and too young to be old. ‘

Welcome to mid-life.
Our young years are well behind us on the path that is life, and we are nowhere near ready to hang up our boots and enter into the final phase.

The perils of honesty

‘Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.’ Rumi.
It is a saying I love. Its beauty moves me every time I read it.
Why?
Because it speaks of a safe place where great conversations occur.

Our sense of Failure

Last week I wrote about our strong sense of not being enough. This week I take that a step further and discuss that other strong sense we battle with – our sense of failure.

Being enough

You can’t really think about success without considering what drives people.

What has driven you to be the person you are and to do the things you have done?

Once we hit midlife, these questions can become all the more critical as we find ourselves either in the space of dissatisfaction or the hallowed ground of contentment. (which ironically, unnerves many of us)

Finding the magic

Today I am in Akaroa and we visited a magical place that reminded me to see the magic in life.

So I thought I would share a poem about treading life lightly/

Picking your battles

It is about the lessons I have learned around picking my
battles.

Because in my 50’s one lesson I have learned above all
others is to pick my battles.

To decide what is really important and what is just not.

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