I really could relate to this poem. I am 83, and my hearing is diminishing, despite hearing aids. But I am grateful for what is working in my body. I can walk 3 or 4 miles on trails around the pond where we live, I don’t have any serious illnesses, my eyesight is good, and I love to cook and play the harp. Best of all, I have a wonderful marriage of 64 years to a saint of a husband, and four children who love and care for each other. What this poem so gently reminds us, is to focus on ...

I really could relate to this poem. I am 83, and my hearing is diminishing, despite hearing aids. But I am grateful for what is working in my body. I can walk 3 or 4 miles on trails around the pond where we live, I don’t have any serious illnesses, my eyesight is good, and I love to cook and play the harp. Best of all, I have a wonderful marriage of 64 years to a saint of a husband, and four children who love and care for each other. What this poem so gently reminds us, is to focus on all the good in our life and try to keep those concerns and problems in perspective. I loved how Lameris also reminded us to let the conversations in our heads wash over us, and to stay awake…present to the goldfinches on our bird feeder, to the leaves on the sycamore and our heart beating in the cathedral of our ribs (!!!) Her imagery is so expressive! Thank you James, for bringing this gift to us.

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