rounding on fifty and asking questions
I came across a bunch of thought provoking questions, which I thought would be great way to reflect via some blog posts during this week leading up to the aforementioned LANDMARK BIRTHDAY. Some of the questions are “meaning of life” kinds of things, others get you probing who you are and what makes you do the things you do. Some are very simple – although I do believe a simple and fast answer to a seemingly simple question can bring sometimes astounding and often deep answers.
Mostly I just think it will be a fun way to check into who this gal has become as she rounds 50, and maybe (hopefully) illustrate some of the things I’ve actually learned over these 50 years.
(I’m not going to tag you as one would do in your standard meme; but I would love to hear your answers to any of the questions – whether in the comments or on your own blogs. If you're so inclined – tag yourself!)
What does love feel like?
Peaceful.
What made you smile this week?
- Seeing the face of my niece as she carried my flaming birthday cake while everyone sang. Nobody loves a birthday cake as much as Elaine and the various pictures of her smiling at her own birthday cakes over the course of her life are a testament to that. If you saw Elaine’s birthday cake smile, you’d smile too. (Elaine’s birthday cake smile – beautiful thing number 30.)
- Seeing my bathroom scale register another notch below last time – even after the excesses of the pre-birthday party. And I'm not just talkin' cake.
- The rapt look on the faces of some tiny kids sitting on the floor of a bookstore next to their dad as he read stories to them. (A dad taking time out of a shopping trip to plunk himself down on the floor and read to his tiny kids – beautiful thing number 31.)
- Hearing the voice of my cousin Ian over the telephone receiver. (The familiar and not-heard-in-a-long-time voice of a loved one – beautiful thing number 32.)
- Trying on the new nightie I had to buy because I’m sharing a hotel room with some family members this weekend and it wouldn’t do to sleep in the absence of bed clothes as I do at home. Despite that my use for a nightie is limited to when not sleeping at home, or around the house after I’ve gotten up, I didn’t by the 40% off one as I was first inclined, instead I bought the gorgeously pretty one, the one that feels so soft and natural, and loved the minute I first saw it. As I laid in bed this morning and admired the thing hanging on its hook, I smiled again, glad that I was able to buy myself this birthday present that was not the least bit practical but made me happy. (My new nightie – even more beautiful for all its impracticalness – beautiful thing number 33.)
What are your favourite simple pleasures?
Hanging laundry on the line. Clean sheets. Open windows. That first sip of coffee. Walking. The smell of dirt in spring. Rainy days. Lilacs. The smell of the woods. Barbeques.
What is your fondest memory from the past three years?
It has to be this party.
What book has had the greatest influence on your life?
If I had to narrow it down to one, I think it would be The Secret Garden. Certainly the first time I encountered that story I wouldn’t have known of the lessons inherent in it: that in the natural world one finds healing and true meaning in our existence; and that nurturing things/people outside yourself brings is what brings true happiness and fulfillment; and that beauty invites spiritual awareness and growth.
But now, having read that story a number of times over my lifetime, it's clear that my perspective and understanding of all these things is a major force in how I view the world, and how take meaning from my life and what’s happened in it. Occasionally, in my denseness, I need to re-visit these lessons – but they are lessons that I know deep within me. That story, The Secret Garden, beautiful thing number 34.
published in the beautiful Bella Grace!
I love The Secret Garden too.
I always think spring is a good time for a birthday (mine is in March) as it kind of makes you feel each time that there is something new about each year that is coming, rather than feeling that something is ending as I fear I might if my birthday were in the Autumn.
Sounds like you are having a wonderful time. I really like your outlook on life – it often cheers me. The Secret Garden was an influential book for me too. I still remember the magical feelings I experienced when I first read it. Hope the birthday fun continues!
That is a lovely thought, RB. Maybe, for all of us, a birthday is some sort of spring whenever it happens to land in the calendar. But like you, I’m thankful for the reminder the natural world happens to give me.
Thank you Selma. I suppose it’s all in the way one approaches things. Of course I am confronting my mortality lots these days too – but it also seems a waste of time. My outlook is a choice. But I expect you know all about that.
I love that you bought the nightie you wanted and smile just thinking about it before you ever slept in it. The secret garden was always one of my favorites – one way I know a book is lasting is tht whenever I read it, I have a new “a ha” moment…the secret garden is like that…hidden treasures depending on where I am in my life. Major Happy Birthday Sistah!
I can’t believe I have never read the secret garden, maybe I should take a hint!
I am with you on hanging laundry on the line, I get so much pleasure from get things washed and dry.
Happy happy birthday. x
Sheryl, I’m not surprised you “get” the nightie thing. And you are so insightful – YES – there is an “ah ha” moment every time I read that story, and others that have had an impact on me.
Thank you my friend. xoxo
Susannah! I can’t believe you haven’t read it either, especially given your sensibilities re: things like beauty and gardens. I think you should get to your library right this minute and get that book out.
Thank you for the wishes, friend. xo
The Secret Garden was my favorite book as a child as well. I lived on a farm and had many secret gardens of my own.
Oh, I bet you did! I loved to find secret places when I was a child – I still do!