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Creativity
in the Third Age
How will we prepare for retirement, then settle into it as a satisfying way of life? Can we enjoy our new-found surplus time and be involved with the problems of our country, our world? My way began with environmental ideas. In my fifties, weathered shells drew me to wonder about the state of the world's oceans. I created ceremonial neckpieces and a performance, "Loving What's Left." Moving from Baltimore to New York City, I left behind a backyard compost pile. What would I now do with garbage? Oh, no, not down the chute in the hall! Red wiggler worms in an attractive box entered our (my husband agreed) lives. Creativity comes in many forms for curious third-agers, those of us seeking new ways when 9-to-5 worklife ends. In my travels, I've met men who have begun to knit and teach the craft to children, others who have moved from theater-goers to performers. Some use travel itself to learn how people in other parts of the world do what they once did. And find that one thing leads to another-shells to compost, wool to spinning. Write me about your Creativity in the Third Age |
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