I guess my first post will be a poem I wrote not too long ago...Hope you like it.

The Ancestors Speak of Aging

Kathleen M. Dwyer      July 18, 2005

Slipping through the veil that separates

today from tomorrow from yesterday

 she seeks understanding about aging from the Ancestors.

They greet her with love and invite her to sit

as they begin to speak gently to her heart.

 

“Do not loose patience with yourself

not when you forget…not when your muscles become weaker…

not when your skin becomes too big for the body it covers

 

Do not loose patience with yourself

not when you become ill…not when recovery slows…

not when you hurt as you move from laying, to sitting to standing.

 

Do not be scared, angry or depressed

as your time lessens and you move closer to the door of your beginning

the door to your real home…the door to real sacredness and connection…

 

This is how it is for all that is life when the cycle begins to near completion

You have worked hard… and experienced much

Your body will carry you to the door

where you will leave it behind as you cross through into a real holy land”

 

She thought a moment and then said

“But I have much left to do before I cross over…

and the journey home is coming soon.

I fear having to leave before I am done”.

 

At this the elders smiled and sighed…

each knew what she was feeling…they too had felt likewise

and so, they spoke to her what had been spoken to them…

“Do not worry…when the time comes to cross over you will have done

what you had come to do

and the ways and beliefs of the world you are leaving

 will melt away and all that is life will celebrate your return

 greeting you with openness and love,

 wrapping you gently in a blanket of protection and peace

until it is time for your new lessons to begin”.

 

With that, the woman smiled and said

“Thank you!  My worries have lifted and my fears have lessened

I will continue to work towards knowledge and wholeness

 and look forward with hope and trust

to the day my body is shed and I enter through the door of my beginning

 to rest from the past and prepare for the future”.