It seems odd to be grateful for aging, yet I am, because aging calls me to do things I might not have done even five years ago.
What stretches me, quite literally, is my yoga practice. We are instructed to stretch our bodies to our "edge," but not beyond, not to create pain. Now, what a temptation such instruction wards off!
My culture would tell me to push—do more, be more. My ego would say, show off. I’ve done this most of my life. Push. Push. Push. This is what my Lord’s Prayer warns me against—temptation that I pray God will lead me away from. All my life I’ve prayed this, and all my life I’ve pretty much failed to hear its wisdom. Aging forces mindfulness if you listen and heed.