Maiden, Mother, Crone

40 is one of those ages, the older ages, until you are even older. I can confidently say that I have lived every day of my life thus far all in. I have always done everything that I have done with all of me. I hope I don't leave this life anytime soon, but if I do I can assuredly say that it has been a life worth living. As I reflect on the potential of the future I am filled with peace and resignation. Peace, due to the happiness I have found when thought and action unite. My thoughts have fueled my actions and the fruit of that is the life I am living, and it is a precious and beautiful life. Resignation, due to the uncertainty of separations.

The lives of others also encourage me. So many amazing intelligences sharing amazing gifts. I find it almost impossible to compare the good lives, I don't think we are meant to compare. We are meant to live in symbiosis, and that is what good lives achieve, the ability to live in such a way that they benefit the environment they touch. I suppose if I make any comparisons they are along the lines of lives that appear to be less well lived. Lives that appear to harm the environments they touch, like viruses, or plagues. I compare them to what could be better, but I am starting to learn from nature that even many disasters have benefits, but just because a volcano enriches the soil or creates islands doesn't mean that we should build a homestead at its active base, at least not until the danger is dormant, and even then it might not be completely safe, though it might be worth the risk for some.

My maiden life has taught me much that I hope to benefit others with as a mother. I hope I make it to crone, but it is somewhat comforting to know that I have a few more years before I qualify for that role. Blessed be.