‘Come to the
workshop I’m hosting!’ my friend invites.
‘The presenter
is so insightful, yet gentle. Wouldn’t it be
wonderful to
know your purpose? Just think of the ways
that knowledge
could transform your life!’ I
smile
and say I can’t
go. Not exactly true. I won’t go. And yes
the money would
have stopped me anyway, but it isn’t that.
At 75, I have
mellowed into my purpose. It’s been
a very fine
life — of highs and lows, joy and pain
‘and the whole
damn thing’. I wouldn’t swap much.
Confusion and
struggle may be necessary, I think.
Sometimes our
purpose presents us with hurdles.
We gain power
and direction as we run and jump.
For the life
that remains to me now, my purpose
is to read
poems and love them; to write some
that others may
love; to exchange thoughts
with my
friends, and spend time together;
to visit with
family; take good care of my cat;
stay healthy if
I can; give help as needed or asked.
To breathe in deep delight, along with the life
I breathe in; to cherish equally ocean and leaf;
I breathe in; to cherish equally ocean and leaf;
to pay my bills
and clean my home; to laugh; to dance;
to know myself
blessed. My purpose is Love, and to be
an instrument
of the Universe when I am called upon:
guided and used, a vehicle for Life’s purpose.
guided and used, a vehicle for Life’s purpose.
.Contented and at peace with your lot ... that is blessed indeed.A lovely read Rosemary !
ReplyDeleteI love these days when we know who we are! Sure, workshops could lead to more but enough, enough, fullness has arrived. And there is so much to enjoy. I love this deep and honest poem.
ReplyDeleteI Wish I'd Written This - but I could not have said it any more perfectly. Me, too, Rosemary. Exactly. If we havent found our purpose by now, we'd better go round again, LOL. I love what Susan says - "fullness has arrived."
ReplyDeleteRosemary, I resonate with your truth. At a certain age we do 'mellow" into one's purpose....and things that were important earlier in life are not as important any more. I think this is the way it should be. For every thing there is a season. And there is no greater purpose than to 'love.'
ReplyDeleteA lovely foray into life's purpose.
ReplyDeleteit's good when Time is at our disposal...we spend it as we wish....love the contentment of living a wonderful life here...a lovely poem Rosemary :)
ReplyDeleteLife is all about the little things...i love the directness and humour in this piece particularly - 'At 75, I have mellowed into my purpose' - it matches your beautiful profile picture...a wonderful place and state of being to aspire to
ReplyDeleteFor the life that remains to me now, my purpose
ReplyDeleteis to read poems and love them; to write some
that others may love;
This is a beautiful poem Rosemary. Might I add that your work never ceases to amaze me.. its such a delight to read your poems as there is always something that inspires me :D
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Love very much fills the void whenever one is happy but more so when sad. It fulfills the yearnings to make life more tolerable and manageable! Very openly expressed Rosemary!
ReplyDeleteHank
love the straightforwardness and the contentedness - quite an achievement to 'mellow into your purpose'
ReplyDeleteHere's one that loves your poem! 'At 75, I have mellowed into my purpose' - not easy to achieve! Cheers and more power to you!
ReplyDeleteI think being mellow and to share is so great compared to search forever. Like the sentiments expressed.
ReplyDeleteif love is our purpose then we need nothing else:)
ReplyDeleteThere is beauty in your poem and I think you have found your purpose
ReplyDeletesometimes our purpose changes through the seasons of our life. My
favorite stanza is the last one..
To breathe in deep delight, along with the life
I breathe in; to cherish equally ocean and leaf;
such insight!
ReplyDeleteInsightful..enjoy the new-found free time, Rosemary. Enjoyed reading...
ReplyDeleteHi Rosemary, I enjoyed this very much for its honest and experienced vibe. I have always been an anticipator of my future (if there's such a term) and this made me all the more optimistic of my own journey in this temporary world. thank you for this.
ReplyDeleteRosemary I loved this. I remember as a young mom/wife grabbing at every seminar and every book to make me better. The thing that made me better at being a person was being "me" rather than the cookie cutter version of "me." I think it is wonderful that you can enjoy your days and savor each one.
ReplyDeleteKnowing who you are can only be improved by accepting who you are - no matter the dissent or the misunderstanding that may cause. If a sense of fulfilment satisfies the spirit, then the journey is right for you. Lovely thoughts.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE THIS POEM. It made me feel so comfortable no, comfy. Warm and fuzzy. I have not ever read another thing that made me feel that way - I just love it. Thank you Rosemary. I have a new blog: http://nohwherebuthere.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteA beautiful purposeful life.stay blessed dear Rosemary
ReplyDeleteHave a good Sunday
Much love...
Rosemary, this is truly, truly beautiful.
ReplyDeleteSoothing words.
ReplyDeletePeace to you
I love this personal manifesto, of sorts ... we should all write one. I think it is good to stay grounded in reality whilst uplifting our spirits with love, purpose and creative thought.
ReplyDeleteWe should all learn from this.
ReplyDeleteConfusion and struggle may be necessary, I think.
ReplyDeleteSuch wisdom comes with age. The youth of today don't get it.
A great poem. Our purpose in life is simply to live, there isn't anything else there.
ReplyDeleteYes!
Deleteit is this hopefully all humans aspire in their longing years. to become as close to a loving giving being that we can be. your voice is heard and your heart is felt, mi amiga, in this piece
ReplyDeletegracias for sharing a piece of you
Peaceful and delightfully expressed.
ReplyDeleteZQ
It amazes me at times how many self help books and seminars there are - and how many go to multiple ones just trying to figure out their purpose. I do think it becomes easier as you go along to see your purpose. People around you should be able to identify your purpose without you even saying it. It is what your life is about.
ReplyDeleteQuite beautiful a purpose, and quite beautiful a poem, Rosemary. :) I agree with X's comment too. So many self-help books, but not one can really help us find purpose. That's a vision we see and, as you so rightly put it, mellow into!
ReplyDeleteI greatly appreciate all these wonderful comments! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful gentle glide with you as you mellow into that purpose....
ReplyDeleteI'm not quite done with the striving, although it has mellowed a great deal and the distractions are more often welcomed gifts. I really like the pace of your words and the contentment you have found.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
I love the wisdom and honesty of this piece, Rosemary. And the peace. REALLY appreciate the hard-won peace.
ReplyDeleteVery nicely expressed... Wise words...
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