A couple of weeks ago I did the last of my twenty interviews with Scottish writers over the age of seventy. Reading through the entire set in one day, I was struck by how many of these men and women practised some form of meditation. They reported that it sharpens the senses, refreshes and clarifies
In my previous Crumbly Corner post I commented that quite a high proportion of the men and women I had interviewed for the Autumn Voices project practised meditation. When asked about the gifts that ageing had brought to them, an even higher proportion mentioned gratitude – a growing awareness that there was so much in
In this month’s AUTUMN VIEW, various writers say what gifts old age has brought them. For me, one of the greatest gifts has been noticing so much more and really seeing things because I now walk much slower than I used to. This has been reflected in the photographs I take. It’s an upward spiral.
When I was in my sixties, my children referred to me as a ‘wrinkly.’ Now that I’m in my eighties they call me a ‘crumbly.’ Crumbly Corner is various ramblings and rants vaguely related to Autumn Voices themes. In April of this year I was a cruise lecturer on a Saga cruise to the Canary