Well, today is my birthday, I am officially 22 years old. That means I'm starting my 23rd year of life! Luckily, when I woke up this morning, I didn't feel a year older... probably about 4 months older, but not a full year, so that was encouraging :)
It is interesting to watch society respond to the age of people. 22 years is an indication that I've lived 8030 days. It is not an indication of what I've experienced, learned, or done in those days. There is so much that goes on in life, and everyone is at their own level.
I've been hearing other people refer to me as an "old soul" for quite some time. For as long as I can remember, I've just known things about life without having to go through a trail and error process. My ability to weigh consequence has also been with me for as long as I can think back.
I can't help but think that, what some people call an "old soul", is just an advanced soul. It doesn't mean that they have less challenges in life, they are just different. For those more primary souls, their problems and challenges may involve more basic issues to overcome. For this reason, I feel that those people who come into life with a handicap of some sort, are actually the most advanced of all. Imagine how far you'd need to come if you started off with a "disadvantage" right from the get go. Those people with challenges have all my respect. I feel like part of my purpose is to help other people advance. I hope I'm fulfilling that and will continue to do so in the future.
Age also has my attention regularly when it comes to relationships. When I meet people, my priority isn't about what they're wearing, how old they are, or anything else trivial. I want to know who they are, and I can get most of that by just being in their presence. Everyone emits a certain vibe, and I perceive their energy by a sense of temperature. When someone is described as a "warm" person, I can actually feel that, and it's wonderful. I love people. (Likewise with "cold" people, lol, don't like them quite as much!)
So, that being said, age isn't a factor in my life. I love little ones right through to the oldest person I know, my grandma Kitty who is 95! Age doesn't determine anything but the amount of days we've been here. :)
For the record, I had a wonderful birthday and I'm looking forward to another fantastic year!
Cheers!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
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