Reflections

Time to Go?

• By fannieb
• December 10, 2015
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My mom had a belief that when people got to a certain point in their lives they were less able to make a valuable contribution and that they were less effective. At this point she felt it was time for them to step down from their roles and that those who were younger, fresher, more vibrant should take the baton.

Personally, for my mother, as she aged and she became less able to relate to the things in life that had changed and made little or no sense to her, she began telling herself that maybe it was time for her to go. By this time she had already been retired for years so it wasn’t a matter of her stepping down. In her mind it was a matter of leaving this world and ceding space for others who struggled less with understanding this brave new world.

As I grow spiritually I’m finding myself unable to relate in more and more ways and I’m starting to feel less and less relevant. My perception of how some people see me or maybe it’s more accurate to say how other’s don’t see me, illuminates, in my mind, an invisibility or lack of relevance I permeate; and it magnifies my longing to be understood and heard. I’m not sure why on the rare occasion that I feel I have something meaningful to say and I say it, that my comment goes largely unresponded to. It could be that I make people feel uncomfortable in some way or maybe I bore them – I really just don’t know. I only know that it makes me hear my mother’s question “maybe it’s time for me to go?” These words echo in my mind, in my own voice, and make me wonder if there is truth for me, now, in this query.

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