“Youthful at heart” doesn’t mean “childish”.
It means having ambition, fire, and desires. Debating the values of an oxford comma as loudly
as the relevance of organized religion.
Standing on top of the tallest building to scream your love of someone –
or you complete disgust. It’s looking
life in the face and demanding it either fall in line, or get the hell out of
your way. It’s knowing that death is real,
and not giving a damn.
There are times where this quality can be hybridized with
wizened experience. It’s looking at a
bad situation, assessing the strengths and weaknesses of what got you there,
and dropping everything else. It’s not
having to learn from prior experience, because you’re not ashamed to learn from
someone else’s life. It’s hearing the
music, and trying to play it back- and not giving a damn if you hit a few wrong
notes.
Youthfulness is not blind optimism- it’s selectively seeing
the good in life. Knowing that laughter
can make any situation bearable, if not better.
Understanding when even a man should cry – whether it’s a funeral, the
end of Titanic, or your fridge is lacking beer.
Finding as much solace in a warm, furry pet, as a plush animal, or as
the touch of soft skin from a loved one under your hands.
Your heart can take honesty- and deal it out equally. Integrity, determination, and accountability
are all the strengths of the young. The
desire to be unique, bold, and easily defined in a world that needs glasses are
all humors of the youthful. Leading a
distinct life free of labels, sub-classifications, and titles are all in the
same domain.
Being youthful at heart doesn’t mean being childish. It means learning to live with the wide-eyed
wonder of a child, and the calm maturity of a Buddhist monk. It is more a state of balance- equilibrium
between the concepts of springing hormones, and crushing intellect.
A youthful heart knows how to live better than those that have
done so for decades. And it means not
being afraid to do so.
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