This is such a beautiful reflection, @Laurie Flynn. I loved the contrast between the old soul and the Bambi legs, because it captures something so real about moving through life and especially midlife. That shift from needing certainty to becoming more at ease with the mystery felt deeply resonant. There’s something very tender and wise in the way you’ve written about finally finding your footing, not because life is suddenly clear, but because you’ve learnt how to keep walking anyway. Gorgeous piece xx
What a lovely comment, Kiran. Thank you. I am so grateful for this. That shift from certainty to finding comfort with the mystery has been one of the most surprising gifts of midlife for me. And I’m delighted that the Bambi legs metaphor resonated! XO
Laurie, I loved this story about your son. The image of him turning the prayer beads in his hands felt especially precious.
I’ve often felt something similar about my granddaughter. Even when she was very small, there was a depth about her that felt older than her years, as if she arrived already carrying a kind of knowing.
I also loved your reflection about finally finding your footing in midlife. Perhaps some of us spend the first half of life learning to walk through the forest, and only later realize that the wobbling was part of the path all along.
Thank you, Linda. Isn’t it amazing how babies can be born with such wisdom? That knowing sometimes comes at a cost - they feel so deeply - but at the same time it brings such a beautiful compassion and empathy. 💕
This is such a beautiful reflection, @Laurie Flynn. I loved the contrast between the old soul and the Bambi legs, because it captures something so real about moving through life and especially midlife. That shift from needing certainty to becoming more at ease with the mystery felt deeply resonant. There’s something very tender and wise in the way you’ve written about finally finding your footing, not because life is suddenly clear, but because you’ve learnt how to keep walking anyway. Gorgeous piece xx
What a lovely comment, Kiran. Thank you. I am so grateful for this. That shift from certainty to finding comfort with the mystery has been one of the most surprising gifts of midlife for me. And I’m delighted that the Bambi legs metaphor resonated! XO
Laurie, I loved this story about your son. The image of him turning the prayer beads in his hands felt especially precious.
I’ve often felt something similar about my granddaughter. Even when she was very small, there was a depth about her that felt older than her years, as if she arrived already carrying a kind of knowing.
I also loved your reflection about finally finding your footing in midlife. Perhaps some of us spend the first half of life learning to walk through the forest, and only later realize that the wobbling was part of the path all along.
Thank you, Linda. Isn’t it amazing how babies can be born with such wisdom? That knowing sometimes comes at a cost - they feel so deeply - but at the same time it brings such a beautiful compassion and empathy. 💕
Damn you’re a really good writer. 💕 This was beautiful.
Thank you, Debbie💕I can’t tell you how much that means.
I’ve had the “old soul” conversation about people, even kids, before! I’m bought in. Also steadying my bambi legs!
Here’s to the Bambis! It sure helps to know that there are other wobbly legs out there too - we can lean on each other!!