Yesterday I turned 54. I’ve never been happier. I’m right there with Marianne Williamson who coined the term “new middle age”. Her invitation to all us 50-somethings is to embrace middle age as a time to delve deeper, to step into the power of our wisdom and to express ourselves more fully. If we spend our energy chasing a youthful appearance and bemoaning the facts of aging, then we stunt our full-blossoming and will not reap the gifts of own spiritual and personal growth.I think growing up and even growing older are about learning how to love - better and more fully, deeply, truly. Over the past 20 years, I I’ve put a lot of time and energy into taking greater responsibility for myself, for growing my consciousness and for healing negative patterns. I am happy to say that it is definitely paying off. I have swum in my own unique black hole of unmet need; I have befriended many of my demons and, although, it has been raw and unruly and even terrifying and heart-breaking at time, it’s been worth it. I am not on medication. I do not struggle with anxiety, depression, loneliness or health. I have wonderful, loving relationships. I can actually say that my experience of life feels newer, fuller, better as I get older. I move at a slower pace; I see from a much bigger, systemic perspective, and I truly accept and appreciate life as it is. There is a new, richness to love that fills me with causeless joy. I am more clearly guided by my own heart, and more deeply connected to people, principles, nature, projects.