Does Beauty Really Fade?

First off let me share this emotion jolting video by an extremely talented musician I've followed on YouTube over the past year an a half:



This dear video is sad and beautiful. Though the message in this video seems to be one of great sorrow I must concede that this video revealed a side of life to me that was once in the shadows. I look to older people (men and women) and see their beings now, instead of their bodies. I see their youth, I see their beauty...for it is all still there, shining as violently vibrant as when they were all in their delicate youth.

The passage of time has only happened to their bodies. Their beings have not aged.

I find that I'm at in interesting age. I'm too old to wear my hair in pigtails (at least too old for it to be socially acceptable). I'm now too old to be cruising around with the windows down and music filling the sky...Yet I'm also too young to be considered a middle-aged adult. Too young to be respected for any age and wisdom.

I suppose that's a good thing for I still do these things that are labeled "too young" for my age. Why? For I feel no older than I did 10 years ago...and it's a pretty sure bet that I'll continue to do these things long into my fourtys and fiftys. Why? For I see no "sense" to letting the world tell me how old to feel. How can they know? Why do they care? Why aren't they allowing their spiritual age to be their guide instead of how old their spiritual vessels (bodies) are?

I can't help it, I will feel as young as I am! It is an incredibly personal thing that NO ONE can decide for me!

So I say:

LIVE!
JUMP!
DANCE!
SING!
PLAY!

Be that child inside that has never "grown up." That' who we REALLY ARE!!!!

So now to the question "Does Beauty Really Fade?"

Only if we choose it to. Only if we stop seeing the world in all it's intricate beauty.


Love,

Blake