Completing the Sacred Circle By Edna Peirce Dixon August 12, 2023 August 8, 2015 How shall I sing my song? I scarce know where to start. The hour is late and all I know, This song must come from my heart. Sings Many Songs was the name he gave, The one with the Heart ofContinue reading “Dreamtime Song”
Category Archives: Elder Women
Get Your Head On Straight
By Edna Peirce Dixon Some 4 1/2 years have passed since that rainy Sunday morning in January when I stepped outside in my nightgown just to put some seeds in the bird feeder. Then came the sudden fall that left this just-turned-80-year-old alone and helpless with two broken arms. The immediate problem after help finallyContinue reading “Get Your Head On Straight”
Finding An Authentic Life
By Edna Peirce Dixon Just read an article on my Daily Stoic email titled, “How Not To Be Afraid of Critics.” Something in the very first paragraph about feeling like an imposter really grabbed me and it made me wonder how many of us live our lives feeling like frauds, hiding our innermost thoughts forContinue reading “Finding An Authentic Life”
Truth Does Not Live in a Vacuum
2023 – new & deeper meaning found in old musings By Edna Peirce Dixon September 23, 2018 Truth is an enigma. Like water, truth gives life And yet truth holds the power to destroy life. Tempered with love, truth is a powerful tool It heals wounds and restores broken spirits. Like a knife forged fromContinue reading “Truth Does Not Live in a Vacuum”
Soliloquy
on the hopes and dreams of a lifetime… By Edna Peirce Dixon September 12, 2014 I have reached an age when society thinks of me as old, and in truth, with each passing year the realm of possibilities seems to grow smaller and smaller; the obstacles in my path grow larger and larger. Even asContinue reading “Soliloquy“
Sings Alone
By Edna Peirce Dixon Into this life, I was born and I will die. Always on the outside, looking through cracks in the fences of life. Never quite belonging, alone, yet always striving to understand and be understood, wondering why the pieces never seem to fit. Sometimes wondering if I even possess a piece ofContinue reading “Sings Alone”
Midlife Dreams
By Edna Peirce Dixon Today I’m thinking of my children and their mates, all now in their midlife years, some retired, some thinking hard about it. I watch with interest as each one embarks on the next phase of life, taking risks, setting new goals and following their dreams. I think too about Ghost DancerContinue reading “Midlife Dreams”
A Woman’s Last Noble Act
Thoughts from Raccoon Valley, Tennessee By Edna Peirce Dixon It’s hard to remember how long ago it was; at least twenty years. I was in my early sixties and had this notion of learning to play some of the old-time fiddle songs Jack and I enjoyed at the annual fiddler’s convention down at Townsend inContinue reading “A Woman’s Last Noble Act”
Journeys of the Spirit 