It is too easy to get caught up in going at the pace of cultural life, to be at the mercy of machine-time. I almost forgot that it has been slowing down, one of the conditions imposed upon me by my stroke, that has given me some ability to pause and reflect upon this constantly surprising, unfolding miracle we call life. Going slow has always been what it is all about.Continue Reading
I was totally surprised last week that my urban foraging blog post was the most popular story in the weekly roundup. I thought that was funny considering I was writing about a hobby only tangentially related to ChangingAging!
Upon reflection, I can think of many ways foraging for edible plants is connected to aging, wisdom, growth and “slow living”. It is a skill that takes incredible patience and years to truly master. It is extremely difficult to get started without a mentor — preferably an elder with a lifetime of experience — to guide you. And it absolutely demands a “slow living” approach — you cannot rush out willy-nilly and harvest edible plants the same way you fill your shopping cart at the grocery store.Continue Reading