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over 50 wisdoms ( or finding crow’s feet )

i see

varicose veins,


gray hairs,

sagging skins

as celebrations




Ps. I am the Crow, finding my feet. Finding my wings. In wonder of the wisdom that comes with acceptance of age as a cloak of honor; of having come through many fires, blackened, but not burnt. I am the fire. And the water.

Don’t be afraid of me. Come on in. And have a cup of tea!