Birthdays.
They get you thinking don’t they? About age, life, if either is significant or to what degree if so. I love them- for this reason and many, many more. So much about birthdays revolve around attitude. Luckily, I don’t mind the thought of age. It’s of no relevance to me when I think of life’s happiness. It only comes in handy, as with age you get more opportunities at life’s goodies. Age doesn’t have to be depressing.
Look at it this way.
A birthday is special because it IS the day you as a being entered this physical world. Your soul came from wherever it existed prior and “poof!” emerged into this space. Ta da! Here you are! Working your way, moment by moment, day by day, year by year to what?
Your next birthday.
You could look at it as death, if you wanted to… if you wanted to be thoroughly depressing and devastating. Who the hell wants that? And who wants to be reminded of that inevitable flow called time taking you down the river of life toward something as dim as the thought called death? That is not what birthdays are for. I know this. In fact, death is just another birthday. Your soul is walking through a doorway, to be born in (…or perhaps returning to…) another “place” in which we may again celebrate the marker.
So, as we think about all of these deeper questions concerning age that yield no reversible answers, let's just opt instead to gather with friends, dream upon stars, and blow our wishes true. It’s a day to do what your soul most likely intended to do when choosing this day you are celebrating and that is RELISH IN LIFE. Do what you want to do. Wake up happy and go to sleep smiling. Time is not to be dissected. Time is only measured by man and we are indeed more than that.
On this birthday I make a wish for myself to keep an open mind and a radiating spirit that will guide me creatively through this life. I hope to see it each year as a way to be a pioneer and conquer new territory in the evolution that is Beth.
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