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             My name is Hedwig and I am a member of the Elder Wisdom Circle.  Now that isn't my real name, and you may recognize that Hedwig is the owl who  delivers letters in the Harry Potter series. I chose the name for two reasons:
             
              1. Because owls are noted  for being wise (even though this fictional Hedwig doesn't show any particular  intelligence), and  
              2. Because Hedwig  delivers important letters, and I knew that if I were accepted, I would be  reading and answering significant email. 
              The Elder    Wisdom Circle, a large group of over 600 "cyber-grandparents"  between the ages of 60 and 105, offers their collective 45,000 years of  experience in the form of thoughtful advice to anyone in need of help. If age  supplies wisdom, we are the right team.  
              I am one of these seniors. When I first read about  the Circle in a newspaper article touting their success, I thought, "What  an interesting concept."  I was in  my early 70's, had lived a full life, and felt it was loaded with lessons that  I might share. I had been widowed for nearly 20 years, and was now in a  significant relationship with a man I had known for over 50 years and who was struggling  in the final throes of Alzheimer's. I had known many ups and downs — had  enjoyed the ups and survived the downs. 
              Joining this Circle of Elders was a new and  important way for me to survive my present low point --  the pain of living with an Alzheimer sufferer.  As helpful as I might be to others, I found that I gained an equal measure of  help for myself. I could, and did, forget some of my own anguish as I tried to  puzzle out answers to others facing traumatic moments in their own lives.  
              And their traumas were so varied – love affairs  gone awry, marriages in trouble, families in dysfunctional struggles. Youngsters  wrote about first loves. Teens wrote about school and college woes. Adults  grappled with economic and parenting problems; elders faced retirement and  fears of the future.  
              The letters that agonized me most were those from  women who in three or so paragraphs detailed an abusive relationship, only to  conclude with the words, "But I love him. What should I do? How can I keep  him?"  I was continually dismayed at  so much lack of self worth, such poor self-images.  However, there are rays of sunshine and I was heartened  after  I had written a young lady, "What  do you need to do, have house fall on you," and she replied, "Thank  you for being the house!" 
              As a retired college professor who returned to  school in my 40's, I feel especially prepared to answer those who fear  returning to start, or to complete, their educations.  I was so happy when one woman who took my  advice and returned to school wrote that she had posted my answer on a bulletin  board so she could review it every day. 
              While I feel comfortable dealing with some areas –  especially those concerning being a wife, mother and grandmother, or  coordinating personal and professional concerns—other areas are beyond my  expertise. Fortunately, I do not have to know all the answers. There are 597  other elders, and each of us looks over the list of letters coming in daily. We  take those we can best answer, and return those we cannot for others to handle.  We may suggest getting professional help, and we often suggest pertinent  sources and web sites. None of us attempts to answer medical questions or gives  financial advice as both are beyond our areas of expertise. 
               Some problems recur over and over again and I often find myself writing,  "You can never change another person, only yourself" or "You  should not rely on another person for your happiness." 
               
              I quote the Serenity Prayer: 
              God grant me the serenity to accept  the things I cannot change
                   
                The courage to change the things I can 
                And the wisdom to know the difference.                And I often quote Kahlil Gibran's poem about giving space in  relationship – which ends with these wonderful words:
               And  stand together, yet not too near together:  
                For  the pillars of the temple stand apart,  
                And  the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow. 
               Frequently, the person writing to  us truly does know the answer, but needs encouragement and validation. 
               Whatever our answer – each letter  is screened by another senior in Quality Control – so that there is another  person assessing that we have given solid help. Sometimes we are asked to  develop our response more completely. Other times, when I have been tired, I  have not been surprised to get a letter returned to me asking if perhaps I have  been too harsh. And while it is tempting to become addicted to writing answers,  it is also too easy to become glib or harsh. We grow in this learning process,  becoming ever more compassionate and helpful.               
                And all of this can be seen in our book detailing the experiences of 60  individual elders and nine elder groups: The Elder  Wisdom Circle Guide For A Meaningful Life,  By Doug  Meckelson And Diane Haithman (available at Amazon.com)              
                However, the very best way to witness  the Elder Wisdom Circle  in action is to head for  http://www.elderwisdomcircle.org. That's  where you can learn more about the organization, ask for advice, read examples  of recent advice given, and, if interested, learn how to join the Circle in  reaching out to those in need. Tell them Elder Hedwig sent you.
               If you'd like to read more, below are  two books written by the author.  
              "No Girls in the Marching  Band" were the first – and last -- words Beverly Friend heard in 1952 as she stood,  attempting to enroll in that ensemble at the University of Wisconsin.  She never thought of objecting, and since that day has wondered what other  thoughts she has been unable to think. This autobiography deals with her  awakening as  she successfully struggled against societal conventions and  surmounted them.   
Link:  http://www.cafepress.com/friendmemoir.177560266 
               "Don’t mourn my Death,  celebrate my Life" – the words on James Friend's tombstone – sum up his  philosophy. "China  Journal: A World of Difference," details the delight and joy he felt  in his year teaching in China.  It is a book for those who love teaching,  those who love China,  those who love adventure, and those who love life! 
                Link:  http://www.cafepress.com/friend_china 
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