This is a great article about growing old and expressing oneself.
I read a line in a short story recently that went something like, “She figured things out too late” and I thought to myself, well how sad is that. But then I thought of another quote I read recently that went: “We do Zen practice so we can enjoy our old age.” and somehow I felt better. I have often felt I realized things too late you see, and yet here I am, still alive!
Zen practice teaches that awareness is not a possession or even a tool, it is the constant arising of this moment. For some it is what they call “God”. It teaches us to live in imperanence. “Too late” is not sad. To realize is to realize now.
How we express our understanding is not dependant on criteria we stuggled with at 20, 30 or even 40 years of age, and it is a waste of effort if we try to repeat the “look”.