My age?
It is a geeky age, not unlike adolescence, a transition stage.
Definitely no longer "pretty", we have yet to attain the peaceful beauty of the elderly.
The hard edges still remain, but gradually they are softening.
Instead of increased height, we adjust to a body shrinking, growing wider and heavier.
With less sense of this unfamiliar body, we grow clumsy, bumping and falling.
Mentally also, it is like adolescence in reverse.
We shrink, and words go as mysteriously as they came during our youth.
The mental facility, the gift to clearly articulate our policies and positions goes.
We mentally bump and fall, unable to express the inner knowledge that we know.
The rational is replaced by the intuitive, and life becomes art instead of science.
Just 10 years ago, we were in control, at the height of our powers.
We knew we were agile enough to adapt and sought to expand our borders.
Now we seek simplicity rather than complexity, seek manageable objectives.
Like lemmings driven toward the sea, we know circumstances can change in a breath.
Like children we long for a security that we know doesn't really exist.
And we grapple for a way to padlock a security built through a lifetime of hard work.
In adolescence, you cling to the past at the same time you long for the future.
Lord, get me to the next stage where I will be at peace!
Written 4 years ago - I am not there yet!
Monday, March 10, 2008
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