Life is so surprising at times. Almost shocking. In this year of 54 I have learned so much. This has been the year of more spiritual growth and compassion than I ever thought possible. I love my birthday and I love my age. I never hesitate to tell someone how old I am. I cherish being 54. When I have had discussions with others about wanting to go back to a younger age, my answer is always NO! Not because I did not enjoy my life and my younger years, but because I have found how to love being right where I am. If there is any wisdom for me to impart in entering this year of 54, it is that the true gift comes in the art of being. Being in flow. Being in joy. Being in acceptance. Being in authenticity. Being in connection. Being in compassion Not being in perfection. Or goals. Or timelines. Or schedules. Being in life and whatever it brings that moment. This is an art form. It takes practice and awareness and commitment. Some of my days see expectations and frustration a...