Never Too Old

The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

I love Sunscreen by Baz Luhrmann. It gives me so much comfort listening to these reminders and words of reassurance. Yesterday it came to mind once again as I was chatting with an old friend who at the ripe age of 56 is on a quest to find himself in the work that he will do for the remaining years of his life. He is one of the most fun and wise people I know. He is also a steady soul who still searches, just like the rest of us. It is interesting how restlessness and constancy can both reside in us, parts of the whole that we strive to have. Embracing our polarity leaves us at peace despite the questions that rise and ebb in us. 

The questions we ask are mostly tied to the choices we make. What if I do this then what? Why not this? Will I be happier doing this over that? We wrestle with these asks, seemingly varied but it ties back to a fear of missing out if we choose one over the other. We know that each choice has an opportunity cost and we worry that we should’ve, would’ve, could’ve if only we chose otherwise. Unfortunately FOMO keeps us from being present to our choices, present to our current realities. There will always be sliding doors and our lives will change as we slip in and out of these. But our choices and presence are all we have. 

This year I’d like to be present in that which I choose to do, from the mundane to the novel. Being present imbues our day to day with vigor that only we can give it. It lessens our worries and regrets. It gives us back our days, our now. There is so much joy in that. 

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