The sweet spot of 65 is having enough years to have achieved that blessed state ~ EQUANIMITY.
Last weekend, a whoosh of negative energies would have mangled my sense of balance; the same energies rose, registered, were recognized & respected, passed through & OUT. \
Today, when John couldn’t find Pursey or the ignition key, when I didn’t realize for almost an hour that he was the last one to drive Gibbs, I was frustrated with the situation but not with John. Pursey is still missing, but the AAA guy is out in our driveway, communing with Gibbs on making a duplicate key.
Neither responses would have happened a few years back.
The gifts of growing older keep presenting themselves & I am forever grateful. Universe – please send more of the same!