For the first 1/3 of my life, I could not do shoelaces and tie-knots. It was awkward...debilitating. For the next 2/3, I raised the bar and went beyond.
Life got tied up and knotted at n number of places, attached and intertwined with a whole lot of people and events. It was impairing.
With the last 1/3, I now sit quietly...looking at laces and knots, unlearning…undoing…disarming…empowering.