The View From Much Nearer the End…

Fifty eight orbits around the sun since this Christmas visit to Grandma’s in 1958. I’m privileged to have lived from the age of rotary dial phones with three digit numbers to the era iPhones & Androids (my Wife is a 6 Plus and I’m a Note 4). My first computer was a 2K Timex/Sinclair with a huge 16K expansion pack that had to be held in place by a large rubber band, only to make room for my Commodore 64. Now our Home contains 4 assorted Macs, an antique Dell laptop, a Sony Vaio that has morphed from Windows 7 to Windows 10 (which I can actually use now!).

I’m amazed at how much has changed, but just as aware that much has NOT changed. We humans are as Human as ever. Conflict and struggle abound, but Love trumps all.

Instead of the individuated, personalized World many of us dreamed of, categories and labels are used to group us into revenue streams by heartless algorithms.

But I digress. The big lesson I’ve learned is making choices is no easier at 65 than it was at 15. The ‘Me’ that animates this carcass feels no different than I did in 3rd grade.

Joy and Love are gifts that are available if we but open our eyes and shy away from judgement…