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Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here whenever I feel the need. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair. Now, my focus is sharing this journey we call life.
“Only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth, and that is not speaking it.” Naomi Wolf
“We are called human beings, not human doings.” Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs…(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” Theodore Roosevelt
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Telling the Truth Tuesday: Liminal state
My writing is making a difference in people's lives that read it. I know this because I receive feedback. But it has made very little money. To deal with this, I made a decision to begin considering myself as one who is retired but writes. That was supposed to take the pressure off the need to make money.
So this month, I will begin to receive social security benefits. I will once again be bringing money into our household. But I still feel as if I am in a liminal state between being a vital part of society by participating in the work force, and being retired, which in my mind means I get to do whatever the heck I want. Most of my friends and my hubs still work full-time, so I am somewhat alone in this.
My son suggested I go back to work. But if I did that, I wouldn't have time or energy to write or do my Sugartime singing group or take piano lessons.
Maybe it's an issue of questioning whether I deserve to let go of any expectations I have of myself at 62 and just be, whatever that turns out to be. For now, I remain in limbo, neither being part of the work force or comfortable being retired.
P.S. I'd already written and pre-scheduled this to post for today, but I want to take a moment to acknowledge a person who passed away last week and whom I am grieving, although we've never met. Jane Sutton Kennedy was one of the first bloggers I met after publishing my memoir and beginning this blogging journey. She was a wonderful writer and a great blogging buddy. Always had a thoughtful, kind comment, always an encouraging word. She was my age and now she's gone. She will be missed by those of us who had come to know her.