“Who am I now in this new season of my Life”
In the changing shapes our journeys take, there are times when life takes a sharp turn. “ Who am I now?” becomes a sacred question. A new place in life for many of us with our children moved on. We grew up in a world not far removed from Ellis Island where families lived within blocks of each other, generations stayed close. I am sure there are many who still live this life. I know from friends there are many of us that no longer have that luxury. “I am sure there are many who still live this life. I know from friends there are many of us that no longer have that luxury. “Papa can you hear me?” I’ve lost him, but through the waves of the Universe I sing to him. (I don’t sound like Barbara Streisand, but he doesn’t care). “ Papa can you see me?” I love you. I am here. The source of my strength came at the age of four. I remember walking into a hospital where I was taken away by strangers, and strapped to a table in a cold room. I don’t remember waking up or recognizing that my leg was gone.
That was the beginning of my strength. I had to do it alone. Breathe. Find the steel will to live, to learn to walk, to live without limits. It taught me compassion. I didn’t need to be normal. One thing my father taught me was that not everybody’s “something” showed on the outside My legs keep me walking, strong , no matter what they were made of; wood then and now space age titanium. Forgiveness for other pains comes with work. I love deeply, it’s risky, but being sensitive, it is the price I pay, so that is a big part of my new journey. Martin Buber said, “I think I shall try being a little more myself.” Leaving others to live with their response, whatever or why ever it is. Each person can find their own source of power, meaning and healing in this piece.