There seems to be a juncture at around 40 or 50 in which
everything comes up to be re-examined. Partly, I’m sure, it’s
the confrontation with our own mortality. A real understanding
in our bones -- not just an intellectual understanding -- that
we’re not going to be around forever. In the light of our
own disappearance and demise, some of the things we think are
so important give way to much larger questions, much larger
dynamics.
The image I use is that human
beings are constantly making homes for themselves. And one of
the great triumphs of being human is being able to make a good
home for yourself at any particular place in the journey or
epoch in your life. There may come a time when you’ve fully
inhabited that house, and you have to leave it and move on --
either literally or metaphorically. And if you don’t leave
the house when you’re supposed to, then you may still be in
the house, but you’re not living in it -- you’re haunting
it. It’s really an older incarnation of yourself that’s
attempting to stay alive beyond its own dispensation.
That’s why keeping a
physical connection with what’s real for you in your
existence takes constant attention. One of the crises of
midlife is that you know you have to change, but you don’t
know if you have the energy or the wherewithal to even do it,
because you seem to have to look elsewhere than all the places
you’ve been looking so far.
Also, I do think that older
people have more necessity for silence. That necessity becomes
incredibly important after 50. Almost all of our great
traditions and native cultures acknowledge this. Older people
are actually encouraged to go off into the woods, into a kind
of hermitage, and are allowed more time alone as their
thoughts naturally turn toward a more silent understanding of
what their life is now, and also toward what they’re facing
in terms of their own mortality.
-- David Whyte
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