findingmywayatfifty
Finding My Way at Fifty
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That's not my picture, but I guess he does kinda look like me. Hipster glasses, getting gray hair. Tumblr removed the ability to make paragraphs in this area, causing introductory remarks to be one long, unreadable mess! Deleted the mess.  For more about me, copy-and-paste this: https://findingmywayatfifty.tumblr.com/post/186240091850  
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 days ago
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“The funny thing is when you start feeling happy alone, that’s when everyone decides to be with you.”
— Jim Carrey
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 days ago
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Nope. Not today. This is well-intentioned, but nope. If you don't like who I am, and we're in my living room, guess who's leaving?
“I am afraid to show you who I really am, because if I show you who I really am, you might not like it – and that’s all I’ve got.”
— Sabrina Ward Harrison
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findingmywayatfifty · 9 days ago
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Sol LeWitt’s Letter To Eva Hesse
Dear Eva,
It will be almost a month since you wrote to me and you have possibly forgotten your state of mind (I doubt it though). You seem the same as always, and being you, hate every minute of it. Don’t! Learn to say “Fuck You” to the world once in a while. You have every right to. Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder, wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, grasping, confusing, itching, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, numbling, rambling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning, groaning, honing, boning, horse-shitting, hair-splitting, nit-picking, piss-trickling, nose sticking, ass-gouging, eyeball-poking, finger-pointing, alleyway-sneaking, long waiting, small stepping, evil-eyeing, back-scratching, searching, perching, besmirching, grinding, grinding, grinding away at yourself. Stop it and just ... DO
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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Cultivator There are things happening around me like confused winds marking their path along my spine long jumping demons finding lots of places to grab hold but they can’t quite get in -and neither can anything else as I hold my breath for months waiting for a space to exhale I am at times surprised by my own detachment and bemused by the speed most people want to travel long distances without leaving my chair is my speciality yet I keep dreaming of lights, the forest, and knowing without a map I am exactly where I should be
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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It still makes me smile that you come looking for me, that I poured so much love into your soul, it has never forgotten me.
e.v.e.
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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On our way to dust It’s dark and getting darker. I’m tumbling through one self-soothing measure after another. The body requires more than I have energy for - the maintenance is ridiculous with the hair and teeth and cooking and running through old events like they just happened and imagining things that will never be. The days see numbers and cheese, sun and soap, withering and humming. I don’t quite know the song, but I think it’s three different tunes I seem to interchange, like fall leaves when they’re all brown and crackly - it doesn’t matter if they were oak or elm or maple; they’re on their way to dust.
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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At times, it is good to cleanse the palate so to speak. To take that step back, look at a situation, and to decide to be completely done with it. If it is disturbing your peace, choose to let it go. Once you know the truth for what it is, come to terms with it, accept, and make peace. Believe what people show you the first time because not everything in life needs a second chance. Sometimes the most mature thing you can do is distance yourself from what is not adding to your life. In any situation, don't dodge the questions, ask them and ask yourself why it is you have them. That is your gut instinct. Sometimes logic registers before your emotions do and when you hear it, pause, assess, and evaluate. While you are in contemplation and reflection, you will find that you already have the answer. If you have a suspicion, then your intuition is more than likely telling you the truth. It is okay to choose to leave things where they are and start a different path for the sake of your sanity and for your overall good. Never be afraid to begin again and always know that the truth will eventually come to you whether or not you go looking for it yourself.
-J.Wool, Cleansing the Palate
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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Your soul knows. It will always tell you when it's time to distance yourself from those who no longer align with you mentally, emotionally, physically, or energetically.
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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“You will never be truly happy if you continuously hold onto the things that make you sad.”
— Unknown
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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“i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)…”
— e.e. cummings, “i carry your heart with me”
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findingmywayatfifty · 2 months ago
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“Don’t worry when I argue with you. Worry when I stop - for that means there’s nothing left to fight for.”
— Unknown
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findingmywayatfifty · 3 months ago
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“I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.”
— Clemence Poésy
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findingmywayatfifty · 3 months ago
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findingmywayatfifty · 4 months ago
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I be like “yeah we cool” then never feel comfortable interacting with u again
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findingmywayatfifty · 4 months ago
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