Required Reading: Letter 12: On Old Age
“Let us cherish and love old age; for it is full of pleasure if one knows how to use it.”
In his twelveth letter to Lucilius, Senca spoke concerning two things: Old Age and Death. I am in my forty’s as I write this; forty-four to be exact; and if one were to form an opinion, one would say “well, you are far from old age, so what sage advice can you render to those of us in our sunset?” In my defense, I’ll take my stance with Pacuvius and can gladly say “I have lived!”; for I have over the years settle my accounts and have made a great step forward satisfying the thought that if the gods should call me yonder, I will gladly make my exit. Yet, like you it is not the primary focus; so I journey on.
Take a deep hard look at your life and see how Time is such an illusion; how seldom does it stop to have us take a break and see exactly what it is up to! Why is it in such a flow like clockwork—second, minute, hours, days, weeks, months, years; a lifetime! I have slowly forgotten my childhood; how fleeting was that time? Did you say adolescence? A hare that was; my twenties? Came and went! Thirties? Self reflection; and now forty’s…? How about you? What happened to Time? Continue reading “Discourse 12: Regarding On Old Age”