You cannot remember when you first noticed it.
What was the first sign?
There was a time not long ago
When the symptoms were not apparent,
And you could not humble yourself
To the wisdom it offered.
But now you feel
The intensity, awe, and humility
Of that sacred energy moving through you.
After all these years,
You finally sense the presence of
The wild and feral energy
That will guide you,
Make you tremble,
This is your inheritance,
And your fate.
Embodiment is time made visible,
And the essence of time is impermanence.
Learn to embrace your life knowing that
You are perishable.
Time is fleeting, uncertain, and evanescent.
You belong to vast cycles of emergence, presence, and disappearance
That defy comprehension.
There is nothing you can teach your body about time.
There is nothing about time you can control or manage.
Your body knows how to live,
And it knows how to die.
Move toward the sublime fires
Of transience burning within,
So that you can choose to live a life
Congruent with your being –
Before it is too late.
The underlying ground of your identity
Is not a true self, vocation, or desired state.
You are a child of impermanence.
The creative energy of life is the essence of your belonging.
Uncertainty is the medium of your participation.
What more do you need to know
To embrace the privilege of being alive?
You are not merely growing old.
You are becoming, unfolding, and expanding.
Refuse to hide yourself
Behind the plasticity of anti-aging.
Refuse to cling to the patho-adolescent façade of youthfulness.
Release those toxic burdens and be free,
Knowing that aging is your permission
To say, “No more!”
Move back into the mystery,
To find your own ground
On the frontiers of possibility, awareness, and imagination.
Until your last breath.
Aging is a fierce advisor.
It will never negotiate with you,
Never abandon you,
Or deceive you.
Aging will always remain loyal,
Even when you deny it,
And patiently teach you the haunting beauty of
Truth from which there is no escape.