Half-assed thought about young and old
This week is the one-year anniversary of removing trees
and reclaiming a yard.
I was pondering my fairly recent switch to daily exercise
and basically vegie food
after a couple decades of (relatively) carnivorous diet and (relatively) sedentary habits.
The switch wasn't a Grand Plan or a Resolution. Rather, it was just one thing leading to another. Tree removal ---> opening up to the outside ---> moving around more ---> thinking more about plants and food.
The transition is visible in the pictures I make for this blog: since the tree-cutting, pix have grown much more outdoorsy and plant-y than before.
It may also correlate with a broader perspective
on life resulting from the removal of television toxins
a couple years earlier.
I've basically returned to my lifestyle of the '70s and '80s.
First thought: "Well, it's not really a return. Back in the '70s I was young and flexi...."Wait.
Important distinction. Young bodies and habits are flexible; young minds
are ideologically rigid. Old bodies and habits are stiff and hard to move; old minds
are more open to new understandings.
At least that's how it is for me so far, and I suspect it's fairly common if not universal.