“Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.” ~ Walt Whitman
I imagine this magical point in life when ambition and achievement are in perfect equilibrium. I saw an old man the other day with a kind of serene smile on his face and I thought to myself, “there is a nice old man who is ready to live or ready die.”
The choice of life or death is really a binary one, but I don’t really mean it that way. Instead, I am referring to that quantum state where a person could literally be both dead or alive simultaneously and yet find themselves perfectly content with either condition.
I can only hope that as I age, I achieve that point of serene contentness, knowing that I have accomplished much, but that I have at least one more twinkle in my eye which I just might be able to manifest in the world. I think it would be a hell of time to bid the world adieu.