The Year I Turn 40
The year I turn 40.
Society would have me bemoan this fact.... I've tried. I cannot.
I'm excited to be 40.
Isn't that just a magical number?
It feels so.... grown up.
I finally feel *exactly* my age. From my earliest years, I've felt older than the candles on my cake.
Today I feel in sync, in rythm with myself and the season of my life.
Now that my years have caught up with my self - I feel confident. calm. powerful. relaxed. exuberant. ready.
Ready to launch into my future - to grasp life completly.
The Sages speak of receiving the gift of understanding at the age of 40. That this is the season of life when transformations can, and should, occur.... I imagine a rebirth of sorts.
Trust is my focus this year. Perhaps, it also means faith. Faith that everything is for the best. Letting go of (my imagined) control - trusting. Trusting myself. Trusting others. Trusting G-d.
Trust speaks of freedom to me.... freedom from worry.
Within that freedom I pray I'll find the gift of understanding. Wrapped up in faith, courage, wisdom, simplicity, humility, peace.