All the Ages You've Ever Been

Your inside person doesn’t age. Your inside person is soul, is heart, in the eternal now, the ageless, the old, the young, all the ages you’ve ever been.
- Anne Lamott


Let's take a break from space this week and plant ourselves in the studio, where a large figure has begun.  Beginning with charcoal dipped in water on canvas.  We shall see where she goes from here. 

This is the week I turn 59, which makes everything (in my head, at least) about me.  No, not in a "where's my cake?  where is the party?" kind of way, but everything is being filtered through the lens of turning this age - what does it mean?  Who am I now?  Where the heck am I heading?

Excessive introspection is the curse (or super power) of the introvert.

So when I came across the Lamott quote, a question was answered.  Who am I now?  I am all the ages (and all the things) I have ever been.  

Work in Process

My inside person (I love Lamott's phrasing there) is, indeed, soul and heart.  And I do think she grows larger - takes up more space- in my being with each passing year.  My outside person seems to shrink; skin, hair, bones....even my coloring washes out as I age.  But this just leaves more room for my inside person.  I imagine someday, when the outside can no longer contain the inside, there will be a shift in my existence.  But for now (the eternal now) I am just tickled as heck to be here with you, dear reader.  

​Now, where is that cake? :)