SUNDAY CHOICE – PATHS OF TIME – By Charles Schokman
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PATHS OF TIME—Through all the changing scenes of life.
Life is filled with various changes, some significant and some subtle, that can impact our emotional, mental, and physical well-being. These changes, whether expected or unexpected, can be challenging to navigate and require adaptation. It’s important to understand that change is a natural part of life and can bring both opportunities and challenges.
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There is a silence that comes with the years, and it is not made only of the absence of noise, but of the smooth transition between what we were and what we become.
At 60, you begin to feel the subtlety of distancing. The room that once pulsated with your ideas now seems full of voices that no longer ask for your opinion. It is not a rejection; it is the rhythm of life. It is when we learn that our contribution is not in the immediate present, but in the traces, we leave in hearts and minds along the way.
At 65, you realize that the corporate world, once so vital, is a ceaseless flow. It continues, indifferent to what you did or did not do. It is not a defeat, it is liberation. This is the time to look at yourself, to strip away the ego and put on serenity. It is no longer about proving, but about teaching, about sharing, about mentoring. True achievement is not that which is displayed, but that which inspires.
At 70, society seems to forget this, but really? Maybe it is just an invitation to re-evaluate what really matters. Young people will not recognize you for what you were, and that is a blessing in disguise: now you can be just who you are. No masks, no titles, just the essence. Old friends, those who do not ask “who you were” but “how are you,” become precious jewels, diamonds that shine in the twilight of life. And then,
At 80 or 90, it is the family that, in its haste, moves a little further away. But that is where wisdom embraces us tightly. We understand that love is not possession; it is freedom. Your children, your grandchildren, go on with their lives, as you go on with yours. Physical distance does not diminish affection, but teaches that true love is generous, not demanding.
When the Earth finally calls you, there is no reason to fear. It is the last dance of a natural cycle, the closing of a chapter written with sweat, tears, laughter and memories. But what remains, what will never really be erased, are the marks we leave on the souls we touch.
Therefore, as long as there is breath, energy, as long as the heart beats, live intensely. Embrace encounters, laugh out loud, enjoy the simple and complex pleasures of life. Cultivate your friendships as one who cares for a garden. Because, in the end, what remains are not the achievements, nor the titles, nor the applause. What remains are the bonds, the moments shared, the light we spread.
Be light, be presence, and you will be eternal.
I dedicate this to all those who understand that time does not erase but only transforms.
(Chronicle created and written by José Luiz Ricchetti)
Pray this hymn will be a blessing to you.
