Time Changes your Life
“Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.”– Khalil Gibran
And your Journals

I write these days more about nature than I do about the daily chaos of living. This is a photo of Taggart Lake in Wyoming. — Photo by Pat Bean
Henry David Thoreau once said that his journals became less personal as the years went by and he found less drama and entanglements in his life.
Reading those words gave me pause to contemplate the changes in my own journal writing. This blog actually makes up about 90 percent of my journaling these days.
In it, I talk much more about birds, nature, magical landscapes, my dog Pepper, writing and the books I’m reading – and my reactions to these topics — than I do about the personal business of living.
That’s quite the opposite of my early journal writing, when I was bogged down in raising children, trying to find love after it failed me again and again, worrying how to survive until the next paycheck, feeling that I wasn’t good enough, and worrying about children who were nowhere to be found at curfew. I probably had enough chaos in the first 50 years of my life to keep a soap opera going daily for 20 years.

And I could journal forever about the birds I see every day, like this northern cardinal. — Photo by Pat Bean
Some of that inner anguish, when I could face it, was written down in my journals in the expectation that no one would ever read what I was writing but me.
In total contrast, here I am today keeping a very public journal, and loving it. I won’t say that my life doesn’t still go through an occasional soap-opera installment, but time has given me plenty of experience to know life will continue on even without the drama.
Bean’s Pat: Memory Lane at the Museum http://tinyurl.com/ljrr9eb I love the comparison of scenes. A Thomas Moran print of Shoshone Falls on the Snake River hung in my home for many years. The artist also painted Devil’s Slide in Weber Canyon, which was located not to far from my former Utah home. FYI: The reason the color of Morning Glory Pool in Yellowstone has changed is because of human pollution especially coins thrown into the hole. The first time I saw the pool, many years ago, it was still emerald green,
I’m so glad to find your blog, because I love birds. A pair of cardinals live near me. The male hopped to my window and tweeted as if he flirted with me while his wife was on the nest.
Glad you found it, too. Thanks for commenting.
I think there are some definite advantages to growing older – and the peace of mind that comes from knowing that life goes on, with or without us, is one of them. Pushing 70 and I don’t think I have ever been happier – in spite of a body that doesn’t always cooperate. 🙂
You’ve got it exactly right. I’ve pushed right past 70, and like you have never been happier, despite the body’s complaints.