Woman in your fifties or sixties....
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are you, like many of us, wondering what is next for you, now what you have been focussing on in your life and career so far, is slowly but surely coming to an end?
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are you wondering if the things in your career, business and family you have put so much effort are still working for you, if they are still giving you the fulfilment and satisfaction they once did?
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or are you maybe just curious what else is possible for you now career, business and/or family no longer bear the importance they did when you were younger?
If any of these questions resonate with you, maybe it's a call from your heart to explore what you really want to do with the rest of Your One Wild & Precious Life
Marie-Josee
BOESTEN
I am a 66-year-old Dutch coach, consultant, facilitator, mother of an adult son, friend, partner, sister, poet, painter who…
…. trusts inherently, notices a lot and is willing to say what needs to be said
… feels deeply, is willing not to know and from there senses what could work
… at times allows her boundaries to be crossed - and every time finds the resilience and the courage to get up and move on
… brings the wisdom she gained from a fully-lived life, including 38 years of working with people from a wide variety of cultural and business backgrounds in Netherlands, Ireland, UK and across NSW, WA and Victoria in Australia
… is dedicated to supporting women in their fifties and sixties in finding their way forward out and explore what they want to experience in their “One Wild & Precious Life”
The Summer Day
by Mary Oliver
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?