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Finally, I began to write about becoming an older woman and the trepidation it stirred. The small, telling "betrayals" of my body. The stalled, eerie stillness in my writing, accompanied by an ache for some unlived destiny. I wrote about the raw, unsettled feelings coursing through me, the need to divest and relocate, the urge to radically simplify and distill life into a new, unknown meaning.
Sue Monk Kidd
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What this quote means

The quote reflects on the complexities of aging, self-discovery, and the search for deeper meaning in life.

In this quote, Sue Monk Kidd explores the emotional turmoil and profound thoughts that accompany the journey of becoming an older woman. She articulates feelings of betrayal by her body, the eerie stillness in her creative process, and a longing for unexplored potential, highlighting a desire to simplify and redefine life in search of a new meaning, which resonates with anyone experiencing transitions in life.

Themes

AgingSelf-DiscoveryMeaningCreativityTransition

In practice

Example use cases

In a discussion on the challenges of aging at a women's conference.

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Back in the autumn I had awakened to a growing darkness and cacophony, as if something in the depths were crying out. A whole chorus of voices. Orphaned voices. They seemed to speak for all the unlived parts of me, and they came with a force and dazzle that I couldn't contain. They seemed to explode the boundaries of my existence. I know now that they were the clamor of a new self struggling to be born.
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At night I would lie in bed and watch the show, how bees squeezed through the cracks of my bedroom wall and flew circles around the room, making that propeller sound, a high-pitched zzzzzz that hummed along my skin. I watched their wings shining like bits of chrome in the dark and felt the longing build in my chest. The way those bees flew, not even looking for a flower, just flying for the feel of the wind, split my heart down its seam.
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