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  • Youth

    5 posts, 5 voices, 1010 views, started Oct 20, 2011

    Posted on Thursday, October 20, 2011 by Denise Richardson

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      Youth is not wasted on the young. It is forgotten by the old.  

      There is a wisdom in both youth and old age. Children are too innocent to care about the meaning or the wisdom, they simply live it. As we age this ability to simply be vanishes.

      As what we call order and understanding begin to fill  

      our lives the subtle and soft world of simplicity is lost.  

      We focus on the labeled meaning of things. We call this,  

      This and that, That. We have lost imagination and awe  

      for the present moment. We have given up the beauty of  

      simply being for a world of defined edges and set rules.

      We can no longer see the world in a moment of spontaneity.  

      The awe of a butterfly opening its wings no longer holds our  

      attention because we all know what it looks like. We’ve seen it before. We need no longer look at its beauty. We need no  

      longer feel its peace. But this is to miss the point of beauty and peace. It must be continually lived and experienced.

      You do not know what a butterfly opening its wings looks like.  

      And neither do I. Nobody does because nobody has ever seen  

      one. We have all seen at some moment in time a particular
      butterfly opening its wings. But that is it. We know what it looks like for that individual butterfly to spread its wings that one time.  

      We know nothing else, nothing more. You have not the slightest clue what it looks like beyond that one singular experience.

      You cannot live a full life with singular experiences. Life is a countless endless stream of moments and experiences. You have never seen a rainbow or a storm cloud or a sunset. You have only seen moments in time as experiences that flow through you like an endless river. You have lost that sight. You have put meaning to things. You have defined your sunset. You have named your clouds.

      You have lost the wisdom of youth.

      Of being. Youth is not wasted on the young. It is forgotten by the old.

      Sit.

      Be silent.

      Breathe. Be.



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          Butterflyrose wrote Oct 20, 2011
        • Yes, this is the key to real living. I got a new lease on life when I retired. That’s why I call myself Butterflyrose. I now take the time to enjoy the simple pleasures in life. Great post!

          An act of kindness is a gift given
          Butterflyrose

          #enjoylifeheart



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          Lisa Middlesworth wrote Oct 21, 2011
        • I love this happy I have in the past couple of years kind of excepted the fact that I’m older and life was just boring and dull.
          I have recently started to get my youth eyes back. I’m trying to see the beauty in all things again.
          Thanks for sharing this, it just gave me a little more inspiration to stay young at heart.heart



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          Diane17 wrote Oct 21, 2011
        • I’m reminded of this constantly by my boys.  In the past week alone, my son Kyle has commented on the beauty of the stars or the beautiful pinks of the morning dawn.  Too often, things I have seen before and taken for granted.



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