Birthday. For so many years it has been an accounting, a reckoning, always a measurement. Not this year.
I am reminded of Georgia O’Keeffe’s “to see takes time.” So many gifts are given and received in a lifetime, which lasts no longer than a single moment.
It has taken me some time to “see” life as pure energy. It’s more a feeling, really, but in my mind’s eye there is such sight, one perspective after another on the star dust that is everywhere.
Each particle, each experience is unique, similar to the Hindu Upanishads–Tat Tvam Asi– “you are that” or “that you are.” You in all this oneness.
My birth day is celebrating my being as “living energy” (Mark Nepo). No need to measure up or take an accounting of one year or 64. I am aging.
I am wild with wonder–constantly curious–to age is to live. Wonder shows me more rather than less.