We get to a certain age and think the world might stop asking so much of us. But I’m finding it doesn’t. There are always things and people and schedules that pull at us. They just change over time. One of the most important things I’ve learned though, is that growing up doesn’t mean leaving behind who I am. I love what David Lynch has to say on this subject: We think we understand the rules when we become adults, but what we really experience is a narrowing of the imagination. Don’t let it happen to you.
Life is always changing; we are always changing. We live in a river of change, and a river of change lives within us. Every day we’re given a choice: We can relax and float in the direction that the water flows, or we can swim hard against it. If we resist the river, we will feel rankled and tired as we tread water, stuck in the same place. If we go with the river, the energy of a thousand mountain streams will be with us, filling our hearts with courage and enthusiasm. -Elizabeth Lesser, from Broken Open We’re
I’m 87 years old as I write this. Well, I’m imagining I am, taking a few minutes to get myself in that mindset, before I write my current self this letter. What would I say? What would I tell myself to go for? What would I tell myself to release? At 87, what makes me most proud? What makes me the happiest? What, at 87, do I wish I’d done? Not regret – because I’m too wise at 87 to waste time on regret – but what do I wish I’d done? What things would I remind my current self