Golden.

 

A short while ago I was of a certain age. And had been of that age for some time, like twenty five years.

 A series of unfolding events and cycles finally dropped me gently at the realisation that I have moved into my golden age.

Let me explain. Between my mid twenties and up till very recently, I hadn't been aware of my body change, my physical and emotional maturity and most definitely my spiritual maturity. When you are busy and distracted, focussed, stressed, planning, stratedgising and project hopping, as most of us are in the West, we miss seeing the golden hues as they play across our faces.


We look in the mirror and see only the wrinkles we have grown and not the love we have sown.


Our face is a direct report of what, where, why and when in our life. Everything is written into our skin, every battle we have overcome and every battle that has 'taken' us. Everything we have conceded and compromised and valued. It all adds a hue to our skin that is both unique and constantly changing.

The energies of what we do and how we feel are the colours that contribute to this changing hue. It is like the dynamics of a changing fingerprint. The colour that we are heading to is 'golden'.

We see that our value in the workplace is either sliding or precarious, what we don't see is that our energies have outgrown those rooms. We seek validation in external recognition. We approve of ourselves only when we meet societal development milestones and accomplishments.

 'Golden' means to let all of that go and to gently pull yourself back into who you actually are, and be comfortable with the truth of who you are.  It should feel like wearing a comfy old pullover.

Golden means to accept who you are, by now, and to know who you have become.

Golden means that the colours of this age are of the glorious sunsets, which are more dramatic and outrageous than the midday colours of youth.

Golden means that others can see the colours of what you are, long before you recognise them in yourself.

Golden means that many cycles in your life are stealing softly to completion at similar times.

This weekend I was at a wedding of younger family members. It was beautiful to be with and connect once again with these distant family members.  The following day we travelled around  Ely, Waterbeach, Cambridge and Littleport in Cambridgeshire.

The point I am making is,  that it was in the golden light of the setting sun, as we walked around the Fens of Waterbeach that I came to understand this about Our becoming Golden. The photo below shows a family picture, where I am, now, I realise, of  'the older age group'. I am, along with my two other cousins of the same generation, seen as being of the 'Older Set'.

I include this only to enlighten myself to the fact that, quite a few cycles are coming to an end for me, which are usually bookmarked, Flagged up, or recorded by such dramatic events as marriages, deaths, births, etc.  

So....often, these dramatic events, such as a wedding, are the wrapping,  and once you have immersed yourself in the Occasion, often the gifts of other, seemingly unrelated life cycles, come to rest.

AS you begin to become aware of these old cycles, that now lie in momentary completion, you are probably not aware that your new cycles have already begun.

 

 

Golden: the few 'old ones' in the photo including me.

 

I said to my cousin tony, We are the old ones now, We must accept that. Except, I didn't want to say Old, I just wanted to say....Golden.

 

 

And for me, the beginning of the golden cycle, introduced to me by the setting sun at Waterbeach.