"We are all part of life's cycle. We shed our leaves each year and grow restful, seeking solace; then new life springs from us and we meet the future with vibrancy. We are part of the energy of the world and we give and take and feed our souls and nurture our roots."
As a child, for as long as I can remember, people have told me I'm an old soul. Of course, when you're little you don't know what that means, or why anyone would even mention it, but it must have been evident given how often I heard it.
I feel I have always been firmly planted in myself. My given name means ‘old tree’ and perhaps it's telling. I grew strong and sturdy and upright—following the light along the way. It wasn't something that was conscious or deliberate, it just always was. I have been able to shift and sway in unfavourable winds and bask in the feeling of contentment from having my roots mingle with mother earth.Lately I have given thought to the sense I have grown into myself. I'm no longer an old soul in a young body—I'm no longer wise beyond my years. I'm mature now, and growth is subtle. I suppose I take comfort in the depth of wisdom that courses through these limbs. I enjoy being a source of comfort and shelter to others as they weather life's storms.
We are all part of life's cycle. We shed our leaves each year and grow restful, seeking solace; then new life springs from us and we meet the future with vibrancy. We are part of the energy of the world and we give and take and feed our souls and nurture our roots.
My old soul feels peace as I stand tall gazing. I see you and you are beautiful.
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