Yesterday, while reading the day’s Corona virus news, I found myself remembering a short story that touched me deeply as an adolescent in the early 1960’s. At that time, we were living under a cloud of dangerous uncertainty, as we are now. During that era of the seemingly endless and often volatile Cold War, the threat of nuclear annihilation was a palpable presence.

elderly man with dog

In the short story (whose name I don’t recall), word has come over the radio that missiles armed with nuclear weapons have been launched by both sides, and that soon everyone and everything will likely be destroyed.

On hearing the news, an old woman who had been planting marigolds in her garden that morning, paused for a moment, took in the information, and then got back down on her knees and continued planting. I was – and still am – moved by her spending the last moments of her life contributing beauty to the world, even though within minutes there would likely be nothing left.

Protecting Ourselves and One Another

Now we are living under the shadow of another threat, the Corona virus, about which we still know so little – except that it is spreading and can be deadly. We who are over 65 appear to be most at risk, and as of yesterday, we have been ordered by the Governor of California to stay home until further notice.

It is vital that we each do all we can to minimize spreading the virus to others and to protect ourselves physically. At the same time, social distancing in all its forms – the shutting down of many businesses, the cancelling of social events, the loss of work and income, the closing of schools and churches, etc. – upsets daily routines and nurturing social rituals that are essential for emotional well-being. What can we do to nurture ourselves and one another when our lives are being disrupted on so many levels?

Senior Asian Woman Talking on the phone

Cultivating Emotional Well-Being

Exhale deeply and often (deep breathing, especially exhaling, lowers stress and increases feelings of well-being.)

Stay informed enough, but focus on the beautiful, the kind, and the hopeful.

Be hospitable toward emotions like fear, anger, and sorrow that naturally arise in the face of danger, uncertainty, and loss. Allow them to pass through and to be the guides they are intended to be. The root meaning of emotion is “to cause to move,” and even uncomfortable emotions can alert us to our needs and help us to respond to – rather than react against – challenging and changing circumstances.

Stay connected to friends and family by phone, email, mail. etc.

Attend to what is most important most and let the rest go. For the woman in the story, planting marigolds mattered most in the last moments of her life. For me, so far, the virus has prompted me to get my affairs in better order and to communicate my love and my wishes to my sons; to write a story for my grandchildren; and to check in with friends and family by phone and by mail.

Stay flexible when usual forms of self-care are suspended and create new ones.

Spend time outdoors every day if you are fortunate enough to have a backyard, a balcony, or a porch. If not, watch nature documentaries on your phone or computer and savor the beauty and balance of the natural world.

Do whatever brings you joy, equanimity, hope – meditate or pray, read poetry, sing, dance, listen to music, play with art media, write letters to loved ones, garden, stay physically active, and get plenty of sleep.

Remember, you are not alone. Yesterday I talked to my friend Pam who lives in Italy where people are for the most part confined to their homes. She tells me that although the streets are deserted, people often call greetings to each other from their balconies and sometimes sing together. Doors are shut, but windows remain open to let in reminders of our kinship and our care for one another.





Last month I had the privilege of visiting Thailand with my two youngest grandchildren and their mother Kan, who grew up there and emigrated to the United States as a young woman. It was my first experience of Asia, and the primary purpose of the trip, for me, was to help take care of my grandchildren while their mother had surgery. It was also an opportunity to meet Kan’s family and to get a better sense of the culture in which she was raised.

All of that happened and was a pleasure as well as a daily learning experience – as travel often is – but the unexpected gift was being folded into the gentle flow that is Thai culture and thus seeing the world and myself through a very different lens.

Songkran Festival

Traveling at Seventy-Three

It had been some years since I’d traveled any great distance and had never spent 18 hours getting anywhere before, so some pre-trip anxiety was to be expected. In addition to the usual reservations about flying, I was surprised by how many of my fears were related to age. Having recently published Winter’s Graces (about the gifts of later life), I was bit chagrinned to see that most of my anxiety about going half way around the world had to do with being 73.

Despite being blessed with very good health, I was afraid my body would somehow let me down, or worse, make me a burden rather than an asset. Would I be able to deal with such a long plane ride, adjust to the punishing heat and humidity about which I heard so much, and avoid getting sick from mosquito bites or unfamiliar food? I have never set off on a trip with so many doubts and trepidations, but not one of them came to pass. My organism served me well, and in addition, the long plane rides somehow calmed my anxiety about flying. I relaxed into the mostly turbulent return trip. Flying no longer feels unnatural – that was an unexpected gift.

Honoring Sacredness and Age

Thai culture is an especially reverent one. People bow when they greet one another, hands together in front of the heart – and say some form of Sawadika. The same gesture and word are used to say goodbye and thank you, and to express an apology. I learned that the placement of one’s thumbs when bowing, though subtle, reflects varying degrees of respect.

When greeting a monk or an image of the Buddha – the highest level of respect – the thumbs touch one’s forehead, thus creating the deepest bow. Elders rank next, with thumbs resting on one’s nose. (In greetings between social equals, thumbs touch the chin.) I noticed that monks are seated first on airplanes, for example, and that those who serve them bow in respect as they approach, and leaving, bow and walk away facing the monk, rather than turning their back on him (another expression of respect.)

Older adults are also honored, which was quite an experience for me, coming from a culture that at best ignores older people and considers us rather irrelevant. In Thailand elders are respected; their opinions are sought and valued. Youngers go out of their way to greet, serve, and care for them, making sure they are comfortable and have what they need. I have experienced this kind of respect and care from my daughter-in-law in the US, but had never before been in a place where the honoring of older people seemed to be so deeply embedded in daily social life, in both rural and urban areas.

Toward the end of our stay, my grandchildren, daughter-in-law, and her mother and sister were getting ready to leave Koh Chang (Island of the Elephants) before all of them – along with my son who was flying in that day – headed to the family home in the south. Kan let me know that her mother was concerned – and perplexed – that her daughter would leave me – and elder – alone (without family) on an island where I knew only a few words of the language.

In truth, I was looking forward to some days alone and with Kan’s help, tried to let her mother know that I appreciated her care, that I actually enjoy solitude and traveling on my own, and wanted all of them to have time together as a family (something I get to experience each week, and they only have for a few weeks every two years.)

Because I am the older elder by a few years – and because she is a gracious woman – Kan’s mother nodded with acceptance but asked her daughter to explain to me that I too am family. (Yet another gift, to be so readily and generously included in Kan’s extended family.)

Thai People Celebrate Songkran

Honor and Blessing

The most important festival in Thailand is Songkran, held annually in mid-April at the Thai New Year. The Water Festival is both a purification and a celebration, during which ancestors and elders are particularly honored. Families gather at their elder’s home, offering wreaths and flowers in gratitude and performing a ritual “washing” of the elder. Many then visit temples together, where older monks are similarly honored.

The images above were both taken at Songkran. The first depicts the honoring of the elder, and second, the elder’s blessing of the young. Together, these two – honor and blessing – help sustain the circle of interdependence between generations that is so palpable in Thai culture. I am grateful to have witnessed and been part of that, even for a short time.

Spring Crocus

In this in-between time when winter and spring are playing their annual game of tag, Nature makes it clear that although her seasons are eternal and somewhat orderly, they can also be mercurial and unpredictable. In northern California, the past two months have brought snow to mountain tops, blue skies alternating with torrential rains and fierce winds, the waxing of sunlight and record lows at night, and spring flowers poking their way through the frosty ground. Winter/Spring is a wild time.

A similar overlap of seasons occurs in human life. In fact, in many of the world’s myth, the old woman is able to shapeshift into a young maiden and back again, as needed. Author Patricia Monaghan observes, “In the flux of seasons we see each one more than once…. Spring, we fancy, comes to us once, goes once, is gone forever. But [people] spiral though life’s seasons like the [natural] world: there are days of growth in youth, in midlife, in age, just as there are losses and cold in each.” 1

While old and young may appear to be opposites, they actually co-exist. With age, we become men and women of all seasons, at home in each, imprisoned by none. As author Madeleine L’Engle discovered, “The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been.”

Thai Woman

Current studies in human development suggest that we are  many ages at once, and that chronological age is relatively unimportant. Walter Bortz, a professor at the Stanford School of Medicine, for example, observes, “[Chronological] age is becoming increasingly irrelevant to how we live, what we experience, and who we are becoming.”2 Rather than a singular number measured in years, age is increasingly regarded as multi-dimensional, with chronological, biological, cognitive, social, and psychological dimensions. At any one time, we might be chronologically 77, while our other ages could span decades.

The differences between individuals are more pronounced with age, and the older we get, the less alike we become. People age in widely – and sometimes wildly – different ways. In fact, some gerontologists have described today’s older adults as “chronological non-conformists.” This is heartening news for those of us aging in America and other places where growing old is typically, though mistakenly, viewed as an inevitable slide into decrepitude and misery.

One of the reasons for loss-focused view of aging is that the earliest studies of late life were conducted with elders in hospitals. Decades of more recent research have established that emotional well-being often improves with age and that physical health, cognitive vitality, and passion, commonly thought to atrophy with age, in fact remain accessible.

Physical and Cognitive Vitality

A growing body of late-life research suggests that most of the physical changes once assumed to be part of the aging process are related to how we live, rather than how long ago we were born. Dr. Mike Evans, for example, writes, “The really exciting thing is that we used to think that problems such as reduced cardio-vascular and respiratory function, muscle wasting, and bone loss were just a natural part of aging, but it’s clear now that most are actually the result of inactivity.”3

Most so-called “problems of age” are the consequence of behaviors and attitudes, not chronological age, and can be prevented, delayed, or offset by regular exercise and other health-friendly practices.

There is also mounting evidence that cognitive loss is far less pronounced than previously thought.  Information processing speed does slow somewhat, but long-term memory, crystallized intelligence, and practical intelligence (sometimes called wisdom) often increases. Most heartening: debilitating cognitive decline is not a normal part of getting older. The late-life brain has a far greater capacity for continuing development, resilience, and rewiring than early studies suggested. In fact, as Dr. Gene Cohen observes in The Mature Mind, some changes in the aging brain enhance our capacity for contentment and equanimity. (For more on maintaining cognitive vitality in later life, see Ellen Langer’s Mindfulness and Hansen and Mendius’s Buddha’s Brain.)

Lifelong Passion

Studies also reveal that regular sexual enjoyment is the norm for healthy elders with partners, and that physical intimacy often becomes more satisfying with age.4 In their extensive study of sexuality in later life, Starr and Weiner note, “As a 72-year-old woman explained, speaking for many of our respondents, ‘Sex is so much more relaxed . . . I know my body better and we know each other better. Sex is unhurried and the best in our lives.’”5

In the majority of tribal and village cultures, sexual activity among elders is expected and tends to occur regularly until very late in life. According to Winn and Newton who studied elders’ sexual behavior in 106 indigenous cultures, women in very late life typically have greater interest in sex than very old men and often have younger men as partners.6

In industrialized countries, longitudinal evidence indicates that most healthy, older married couples report continued, regular sexual enjoyment. The primary reasons for a lack of sexual activity among celibate elders are the lack of a partner (especially for women) and poor health, rather than chronological age or a lack of interest in sex.7

Late-life passion can, of course, take many forms, and sexual activity is only one of them. Many artists and scientists are engaged in some of their most passionate work in the last decades of life or begin new creative endeavors.

As psychologist Dean Simonton points out, “Empirical research actually suggests that creative productivity can undergo a substantial renaissance in the final years, especially toward life’s close. . . .Some time after the late sixties a resurgence in output often appears . . . (contradicting) the supposed inevitability of the downhill slide.”8



1Monaghan, Patricia, Seasons of the Witch, 3-4.

2Bortz, Walter, MD. We Live Too Short and Die Too Long, 199.

3Evans, Mike, MD. Quoted in Allison, Malorye, ”Improving the Odds,” Harvard Health Letter 16, no. 4  (February 1991): 3-6.

4Elias, Marilyn. “Late-Life Love,” Harvard Health Letter 18, no.1 (November 1992): 1-3.

5Starr and Weiner, Sex and Sexuality, 11.

6Winn and Newton, “Sexuality in Aging,” Archives of Sexual Behavior 11, no.4 (August 1982): 283-98.

7Starr and Weiner, 13-14, 47-50, and 161-83.

8Simonton, Dean. “Creative Productivity Through the Adult Years,” Generations 15, no. 2, (Spring 1991): 13-16.

I’m taking some time off to enjoy being with family, friends, and Mother Nature during the Holydays. Returning sometime in January.

Blessings, Susan

Winter Sunset

The Winter Solstice arrives tomorrow, the shortest day and longest night of the year in the northern hemisphere. Since ancient times human beings have honored the sun at its lowest ebb and celebrated the lengthening of days and the diminishment of darkness that immediately follow.

old antern

The sun and the element of fire play leading roles in a variety of winter celebrations around the world – among the Hopi and the Celts, for example, in the Jewish and Christian traditions, and in Egypt, Japan, and elsewhere. The lighting of bonfires, torches, lanterns, and candles when the sun is at its weakest is thought to be both a ritual of encouragement for the sun and an expression of hope for its return.

Winter Solstice

Hopeful candles glow
in depths of darkness, herald
sun’s welcome return.

May your holydays, regardless of tradition, be blessed with spaciousness, slowness, savoring, and stillness. And may our hopes for a kinder and more peaceful world be realized.

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