Yesterday, I was thrilled to receive a new laptop computer.  My son said it should last me ten years.  I thought then this could be my last computer, a rather sobering thought, and then I wondered what the world will be like in ten years.

A few years ago in a Sensory Awareness workshop, an elderly woman said she felt the past like the force of gravity, supporting her.  A discussion ensued as to whether for the young, the future is a force like gravity pulling them forward.  Perhaps the mid-life crisis is that place between, a place of balance and choice, an awakened urgency drawing us to pause, reflect, create and absorb.  

Today I feel like I’m balanced in the center of a teeter-totter, arms spread in honoring the joy that is life continuing at my age.  It rained in the night and now the sun is a light in the clouds.  It feels like a torch, an Olympic torch that lights the games we play as we honor individuality, cooperation, and the spirit that unites family as team. 

I went through photos last night. Here’s a taste of the past, a wee taste.