“You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.”
~ C.S. Lewis
“You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.”
~ C.S. Lewis
“Count your age by friends, not years. Cour youlife by smiles, not tears.”
~ John Lennon
My Heart Leaps Up
William Wordsworth
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
“When one begins to think of oneself as growing old, one is already old (Elsie de Wolfe).” I know folks well up in their nineties who still retain the heart and spirit of a young child. I can see the young boy or girl sparkling in their eyes and in the excitement for living in their voices. They have not stopped dreaming and believing good things are waiting up the road for them. After all, what is age but a number.
What if I didn’t know the day I was born, what would be my estimate of my age? Our age is a number. Sometimes we let that number tell how to act, what to wear, when to go to bed, and what to eat. I’ve known people who refused to let the number tell them what to do. A friend decided at the age of 69 to go to law school. She earned her law degree and worked for the poor. Another friend completed a triathlon at the age of 75. Conversely, I’ve known people in their 30’s and 40’s who were old. Age is real, but it doesn’t have to dictate how we live our lives. Living life to the fullest is a great goal for each of our days.
No matter one’s age, one has the right to dream of something better. Dreams pull us toward tomorrow. They give us a reason to get up in the morning. They provide us with the energy to push through tough moments knowing tough moments won’t last. Whatever your age, dream on, dream great dreams, dream dreams that pull you into tomorrow.
Age is a number. I’ve met folks in their twenties who are old. I’ve met folks in their nineties who are as alive with the joy of life as a young person. Love life, live it to the fullest. Don’t fear life. Dance with it and be grateful for it.
I blew out the light,
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.
But the knock came again.
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside.
Back over the sill
I bade a ‘Come in’
To whatever the knock
At the door may have been.
So at a knock
I emptied my cage
To hide in the world
And alter with age.