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Reminds me of the god from India, Durga, the woman with many arms. To me, it symbolizes the many different things that women have to do.
Original pinner said it so well: Someone described this lady's face as "stunning" and I had to stop and think for a minute at my own amazement that I have rarely if ever thought of a woman of middle to upper years (such as my age) being "stunning" especially a woman with gray hair and yet if you look at her features, her strength, and dignity and the totality of her gaze she is stunning!"
Aging Gracefully...talk about transcendent beauty. The kindness and love shimmers in her gaze.
Warning by Jenny Joseph When I am an old woman I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick flowers in other people's gardens And learn to spit.
Ageing gracefully? I wish I was entirely fine with this process. It's one of life's inevitabilites. Fighting it, ultimately doesn't work. There are elements of it that are life-affirming and wonderful; experience is beauty, but oh how I wish it just didn't happen. That it wasn't quite so brutal. My Mum, who is the ultimate role model for everything; she is AWESOME, has aged beautifully. She is at-one. I love and emulate that. And isn't this image just beautiful?