Ten Years Later … still blogging away!

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Happy anniversary to me! I’ve been blogging for 10 years!

Let’s put on the music and toast my accomplishment. Cheers!

Over the past 10 years, I’ve written then paused. Why? Maybe some tragedy, maybe some overarching excitement. Who knows? Then I restarted with gusto and vigor then paused. Who knows why? But, then I came back recharged and ready to bust a new one. I’ve created challenges and made friends then paused… again. I guess the PAUSING was a need to recharge and reframe me and what I wanted to share.

Consequences of pausing?

Each time I paused, I put my blogging friends and readers on hold and eventually they fell away.

Every time I returned to blogging it was with a clear reason. I was ready to write again. I was eager to share my world as a way to record my how I spend my time. I wanted a roadmap of how I spent my time over the years.

What Now Marge Katherine?

CURRENTLY, I am retired and I want to record how I spend my days. What is it I do  —  all week, all month and with the passing year? Hmm?

Some days I am really lonely and those are the days I search the internet for other people who are retired and have it figured out. OK, I haven’t found them yet but when I do, I will be sure to link to them.

Why Bother Marge Katherine?

In the meantime, by blogging I can record what’s going on  – right here and now –  for next year or a decade from now when I am yes… ten years older. Will there still be blogging in ten years? If not, what will replace it? Podcasts? Videos and youtube? I wonder…

— Other inspiring blogs —

No Comfort Zone 2012 Challenge – 

Boomer Cafe 

Life Lived Forward – 9 tips to jumpstart your retirement

 

A Third Body by Robert Bly

I read this poem in a book yesterday and it made me pause and reread it. After several readings I decided to post it and share it here. What is so compelling about this poem?

Looking back, I can remember the gentle silences and the awareness that all was well. The feeling that life was good and feeling sorry for anyone who was not us. Such sweet words.

A Third Body

A man and a woman sit near each other, and they do not long
at this moment to be older, or younger, nor born
in any other nation, or time, or place.
They are content to be where they are, talking or not-talking.
Their breaths together feed someone whom we do not know.
The man sees the way his fingers move;
he sees her hands close around a book she hands to him.
They obey a third body that they share in common.
They have made a promise to love that body.
Age may come, parting may come, death will come.
A man and a woman sit near each other;
as they breathe they feed someone we do not know,
someone we know of, whom we have never seen.
                                                     –Robert Bly

 

Now what that I am retired?

The story of retirement: Begin here.

One day the building, place, store, cubicle, office, etc. where I used to go daily, and felt connected to … is no longer. I broke ties. They said good-bye. That place is no longer in my world.

Instead, my world is under my command. Get up and exercise. Or not. If not, no one will know except me. Therefore, it’s important to keep up a routine.

At first, I kept to my work-waking hours as a way of penance. That changed slowly. Now, I get up to exercise. To hike. To read. To walk before the heat of the day kicks in.

At first, I stayed in touch with my comrades. Then, it felt like they had lots to talk about and I talked about my walks, hikes, volunteering, books. Mostly I let them talk. I didn’t want them to feel bad that I was having so much fun. I let them talk so I could remember what I didn’t miss. I let them talk because they needed to.

Then, the lunches we promised to make kept getting further away. Maybe they didn’t want to hear about my leisurely life. My travel plans. My cooking lessons.

Now What?

Slowly I found others who spent long hours in the library. Who took classes, music lessons and shopped in the middle of the day. Regular exercise in the gym courtesy of Silver Sneakers is one of the best ways to connect with other retired adults. Silver Sneakers is often part of the insurance program which allows me to sign up with a fitness center, recreation center or gym and attend as if I were a paying member. There are over 9000 centers across the U.S. where I can use my card. Currently, I have gym memberships in six area facilities. When I travel, I look online to see if there is a location near where I am staying. It’s much cheaper to keep healthy than to pay for hospital care. Just saying.

Blogging, Podcasts, Videos:

After checking blog sites, youtube videos and podcasts across the universe and not finding one that spoke to me, I decided to speak to the world of retirees and see if they want to speak to me. I want to know how you organize your world. How you decide on your day. What does it look like?

Do you have a routine?

Are you part of a club? What kind? Cycling, reading, sewing, motorcycle, alumni, music, dance, exercise?

Have you given your time away to others? To ill parents, to grandchildren, to volunteering?

Do you have a ‘bucket’ list of things you plan to do? Are you actively doing them?

Are you willing to share any with me?

Breaking out of the Comfort Zone:

I have a super fun week coming up. It’s a brand new experience. It’s something I said “yes” to and now I am packed and ready to begin. If I have the energy, I will attempt to share it with you next week. It will certainly be worth the wait. You know how it is – scary, exciting, and compelling. Like jumping off a cliff into the beautiful blue water.

Resources:

No Comfort Zone Challenge: Kindness Received

Happiness – Care to Share?

Drop me a line!

 

Making Friends Outside My Circle

I just read an article on 43BlueDoors.com titled Three Keys to Reinventing Your Life by Bonnie Truax. They are: 

  1. Challenge your own thoughts
  2. Live with a purpose
  3. Spend life differently

This article actually offered me something new to think about.  It’s like when I read a book or attend a seminar or find new blogs  – I am always looking for that sweet spark of something I didn’t know before. They don’t often exist, you know.
I like Ted.com and Ted Talks and can immerse myself in various subjects, however, it’s mostly people offering insight, wisdom and steps on various topics but often, it’s the same information over and over. There are no new ideas. Not really.

So when a statement stands out from the rest, it makes me sit taller and pay attention.

Bonnie writes, as a way to reinvent yourself she suggests I make friends with people outside my circle. As I let this sink in, I understand doing this helps me expand my world view, pushes me to be more tolerant, view stories with a new set of eyes and helps me (forces me?) to grow.  Making friends outside my current circle of friends will introduce me to new ideas, arts, music, issues, foods, events and the end result — a better me. And, new friends!

I hope you read Bonnie’s article and find something in it that will push you to grow as well.

And if she doesn’t spark your imagination, keep reading blogs, listening to podcasts, watching youtube.com, read or listen to books, sign up for talks,  or just go to coffee shops and listen in on your neighbor. Who knows, maybe you’ll make a new friend. And, maybe it will be me – I hope so!

Resources & websites:

Day 19 – Looking back at the good stuff

This post is to make up for yesterday’s missing post. My friend was visiting me on her way back to South Dakota so as a proper host I turned my attention to her and got caught up on family, friends, activities and enjoyed the evening. There was so much to say, learn, share and remember … and we did it all.

And so, you get a slide show of some of the lovely photos I’ve posted over the years of things I love…

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The Eve of Christmas

Christmas angel from my tree.
Christmas angel from my tree.

So many things change from one year to the next. One year you are hand in hand, making plans, smiling with a happy heart. The next year you sit in a quiet room contemplating the choices you made.

Last Christmas was filled with promise. This Christmas feels empty.

Next Christmas – ahh, there is always hope. There is time to dream.

What will the year bring, I wonder?

Here are the top things on my list:

Laughter, Friendship, Love.

Travel, Adventure, Learning.

Kindness, Generosity, Hope.

I’ve made room in my stocking for all of them, though the laughter may spill over and into the room!

A winter’s day…

Cold and dark. That’s what’s going on here. Cold, snow, shorter days.

I’m missing the warm colorful autumn that disappeared 2 weeks ago. The trees were filled with yellows and browns and now with the snow – the color has gone.

November makes me feel vulnerable. I miss the warmth. I long for color. I want something to fill the void.

I’m doing things to keep active. I’m reading. I’m socializing. I’m reaching out. And still …

I wish I could stay what’s missing. Is it the sunlight? Is it the end of my favorite season? I don’t know.

Maybe it’s because Christmas is already in the stores, on television, and in magazines and I’ve yet to say good-bye to autumn.

I wonder if it’s just me.

My antidote is to keep active. To accept invitations. To create events.

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November mixup

horsetooth res3For me, November is about mixing things up. It’s about the road less traveled, discovering new trails, meeting new people, joining, moving, painting, and connecting. I am doing all of the above.

One of the items on my November list was to hike a new trail. I did that this week and it was stunning. The air was crisp, cool and clean. The sky was the bluest of blues. The clouds added dimension and character to the photos. Lunch was consumed on a rock. It was delightful.

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Enjoying lunch, looking at Horsetooth Reservoir in Lory State Park., Fort Collins, CO

On my list for next week is to paint the bathroom. This one is more work and one I’m not thrilled to do. And there are several steps involved so I just need to take them one at a time. I know you’re on the edge of your seat so I will keep you informed as I move along.

I am busy reading 4 books which is the kind of goal I aim for (not painting the bathroom). And I am in the process of raking my leaves and cleaning my garden. It’s work but it feels good when it’s done.

Infuse your life with action. Don’t wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen… yourself, right now, right down here on Earth. –Bradley Whitford

What are you doing to make grace happen?

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Autumn Blessings

chaz and sophie in leavresYesterday I wrote about counting my blessings. Well, today I had the most wonderful time with my grandson and sweet little next door neighbor.

It was all about leaves, dirt, Candyland, snacks, sunshine and laughter. It was about making buildings, playing with cars and moving wheelbarrows.

It was a day where I counted my blessings to be part of it. All too quickly, the days turn into years and the innocence of jumping in leaves soon fades away. But for today, the kids let me join in. Could it be any better than this?

Nippy Irish Festivities in Fort Collins

st patricks day parade-3-15-14-6I went to a St Patty’s Day parade yesterday. The streets were lined with people of all ages, tons of strollers, lots of dogs and everyone was bundled up. When the parade began the sky was clear, as it progressed the wind began to blow and gray clouds covered the sky. There were over 80 entries in this parade so it lasted a very long time. I walked to the beginning so I could see all 80 entries but I was unable to stay for the whole event. I was chilled to the bone.

One troop of dancers that came along was dressed in very short dresses. They didn’t have any leggings on and it was evident they were EXTREMELY cold. As I watched them, I remembered how my legs used to look like that when I walked home from school in my plaid uniform skirt. Whether it was sub-freezing weather, blowing snow or just winter weather … I remember it was brutal.

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Warm and happy to be in the parade!

Arriving at school it took forever for my body to warm up and feel normal again. The return trip home was dreaded just as much. Somewhere along the line, I started to wear long pants under my uniform. It wasn’t cool – in fact, it was pretty dorky but finally my legs were no longer tender to the touch.

I haven’t been that cold in a very long time but seeing those young dancers put me right back in my school years in upstate NY. It was a relief to get home and get warm again!

I is for the Irish in your bonny eyes my dear
R is right for when you’re right, you have no cause to fear
E is for Eileen, my mother’s name I mean and
L is for the love I have for that sweet colleen
A is for the angels who are watching over you
N is never fear, keep smiling through
D is for your daddy’s lesson that I pray will be a blessing

Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you!

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