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Not just another morning… the yin & yang of life

October 27, 2016

Dear readers,
onejourney with me
on a much different path
than you have come to expect…..

…though we did not finish the forced march until 1 am the piercing sound of metal as it is hammered with a night stick brought me to full conciseness. It was now 5 am and our drill instructor was heralding the start of another day in hell. I along with every other member of my company jumped to the tune of his call, fully awake and ready for the day ahead…. I was at Ft Dix in basic training and 18.

Now past 70
I great the morning
in quite a different manner…..

As the light squeezed in past the closed blinds my eyes started to open to a new day. Though one eye still sealed shut by the presence of some glue like fluid the reality of the morning wormed its way inward through billions of happily dozing neurons. In the remote reaches of my addled brain the driving force of an instinctive physical need forced me to rise and swing my painful and still not functioning legs down to the floor.

I sat on the edge of my bed waiting for the numbness of my left leg to ease as the blood coursed through its veins. The physical impetus to get out of bed and to the bathroom had to be balanced, every morning, with the knowledge that my standing up would not result in that left leg buckling. Today was a good day and withing minutes I was hobbling across the hall like someone much older.

My morning ablutions complete I gingerly shuffled off to make my much needed coffee. My routine for the next ‘while’ was a number of trips back and forth from the kitchen to the bed and bathroom, an interesting if not humorous sight no doubt as I struggled with getting dressed after my shower when even raising my arms to put on a t-shirt was at times a major battle.

Finally when all was complete I was ready to venture out and sit in front of my new abode sip my coffee an allow the caffeine to work its hardest to awaken those drowsy neurons. Lately I have been blessed with some cool mornings that back home in Alaska would be considered summer temperatures, but after six months of Texas heat look forward to them. I usually find this transition from unconscious to conscious a time to say my morning prayers and meditate on whatever rises from the mist of that consciousness. Today that transition time took me back to 1964 and glaringly revealed to me the dichotomy between myself at 18 and now 70.

It is said that with age
comes wisdom
what is not often mentioned
is the cost
of that wisdom.

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18 Comments leave one →
  1. Terry permalink
    October 27, 2016 1:51 pm

    I love the concept of yin and yang…and when you look around you ;-) it seems to be evident.

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  2. October 27, 2016 1:54 pm

    Pete, I have to say at 48 I have mornings like that already!! Too many years of having way too much fun. All those broken bones, sprains, torn muscles, not to mention a near death motorcycle accident sure do add up.

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    • October 28, 2016 7:22 am

      Decades ago I broke my collarbone in a bike accident and the doctor in the future it would bother me…. it is the future and I remember that accident every time it is cold and damp!

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  3. October 27, 2016 2:07 pm

    Sounds like you have it all together up north Pete – stay healthy

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  4. Dwight permalink
    October 28, 2016 1:15 am

    Very nice piece, Pete! Sounds like some of my wake-up calls. I just passed 72.

    Stay tuned for some cooler mornings; Texas ain’t bad in Jan., and Feb.

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  5. john permalink
    October 28, 2016 3:44 am

    The fact that you Remember Our Creator in your daily prayers tells me that the “cost” is really an “Investment” for a place on much Higher Ground–We all need to be so very thankful
    73 john w8wej

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  6. Del permalink
    October 28, 2016 4:04 am

    Yea Pete my knee reared its ugly head a couple of weeks ago….. It was 1980 when I was out in Eureka and had a mishap out at the mine that tore my knee right up… Darrel Scott flew me to Squarbanks and doc drained the blood and said I would have a trick knee for the rest of my life… We were out in Casper Wyoming chasing the elusive Mountain lion and was doing a lot of hill climbing a few weeks ago…. I felt great during the whole time. But a couple of days after that boy did it come to life again…. Embarrassed that on flying back I couldn’t walk and the airlines had to wheelchair me around from fight to flight…. But I the good thing there was that I got to board before anybody else…. lol
    Anyways now the doc says I need a new knee… But the experience of the chase was a THRILL!!! And it was a catch and release hunt….

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    • October 28, 2016 7:27 am

      Congratulations Del on bagging (photographing) that mountain lion. I do hope that you had a heavy sidearm to accompany you on that hunt.

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  7. October 28, 2016 6:34 am

    I’m 57 but am starting to see the effects of age. My skin is falling! But like you, I realize I’m so much wiser and have often thought of the cost of this wisdom. Oh, if I only knew then what I know now. I’m sitting here looking out our window at the rain and smiling because we need it here in California. The rain is the yang to the yin of the heat such as our wisdom is to us now vs. our youth. Loved this piece Pete!

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    • October 28, 2016 7:29 am

      Now I never said I am wiser only that it is a general rule. In fact at times I think I was a lot smarter back when I was young.

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  8. October 28, 2016 6:53 am

    It’s the rhythm of life that we live with the choices we made during our lives and their attendant consequences. Aging only happens if one manages to remain among the living; therefore, most folks favor that option over the alternative. But we all need to be aware that with the pluses of aging – wisdom, experience and generally increased self-control – come the minuses and they mostly involve weakening of one’s mental facilities and physical deterioration. I’ve been learning to deal with my developing infirmities but I’m also acutely aware they have negative effects on my mindset and outlook. I now realize this is becoming a balancing act; for how long can my joy in life remain stronger than the pain and grief that are part of the aging process?

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  9. Jon permalink
    October 29, 2016 5:24 am

    I’m “only 62+” & every morning I sit on the edge of the bed to get my bearings & twirl my head back & forth a couple of times to loosen the neck although since owning My Pillow I think it’s more habit than sleeping wrong. Cant sleep on my sides because my arms go numb. Then I peel the breathe right strip off my nose before easing up & into the bathroom to start my work day at 3 am. Zumba helps keep me loose along with all the fetching young ladies in class to remind me of younger days!

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  10. Kris permalink
    October 29, 2016 3:35 pm

    Giggling at these and realising how true each comment is. If I had any idea when I was a kid (twenties) how important it really was to be healthy and take care of myself….nope, I probably would have laughed at the thought and went on my merry way! I was an Alaskan mosquito in the driving rain, dodging raindrops until I ran smack into the technology of a bug zapper….

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    • October 30, 2016 5:17 am

      I can reminisce about my lifestyle and shortcomings involving it but to be honest, Kris, I’m right there with you! I really did hear plenty about the need to take care of one’s self from my junior high school days forward but I just ignored it because I was ’18 and invincible’. I suspect the only way I might have been forced to pay attention was if someone invented a time machine and allowed me to travel from, say, 25 years of age to my current situation and allowed me to observe my elder self for a day or so. Even with such a scenario I’m not sure I would’ve dramatically changed my ways…

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      • Kris permalink
        November 7, 2016 5:19 pm

        still smiling!!

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