I am, by any reasonable measurement, old. And yet, more often than not, I feel ageless. Not young, mind you. Ageless. Without age. Ageless is some kind of basic spiritual truth, and being old is simply an experience that we choose to have. We could, for instance, pee often and slowly; make odd, involuntary grunting noises while getting out of a chair; have difficulty seeing, hearing, eating, sleeping, walking, copulating, remembering, bending our fingers and breathing, while remaining a field of awareness that exists outside the illusion of time. We also could complain all day and take lots of naps. As I said, it’s a choice.




Today I slept in and didn’t get to watch all the neighborhood kids run off to the start of their new school year. But I was here spying on you coming home all happy and that’s when I noticed how big you guys are getting! You’re going to have a great year.



Love. We experience it as an emotion, but the feeling of love, the desire to be close to the beloved, is actually an unconscious expression of the dynamic nature of sub-atomic particles eternally trying to regroup into the singularity that was their primordial state before the Big Bang blew them apart. While this knowledge helps to explain almost all human behavior, it is completely useless for writing song lyrics and Hallmark cards. Don’t even think about it for marriage proposals.