That’s true almost always. I know someone out there is going to point out that there are places where growing doesn’t appear to be happening. Maybe that is right, if only in some unusual way. To continue generalizing, growing is happening so many places, let’s call it everywhere, just to make it easy.
All right, now that we have that out of the way, I will further generalize to make a point. Growing is a natural state of life. There. Growing is how life happens. Growing is how generations of living beings produce offspring, and then mature past the living stage into becoming a different part contributing to the biosphere again. As it has been said, dust to dust, ashes to ashes. But don’t leave out the living part. I spent the first half of my life making all of the arrangements according to the outline I was given; brush my teeth, go to school, get a job, marry someone, have children, etc.
Dear reader, I’m going to imagine that you are alive, so you are part of the growing. Breathing, consuming food and putting out waste is the basic part of that “growing” thingy. You might now ask, “Of course, but I wonder if there is more.” I’m glad you asked. Depending on your point of view, yes or maybe.
I will explain the yes or maybe part. Life happens when it wants to. We have fellow citizens of this world that are just existing in order to keep existing, avoiding anything remotely looking like risk, adventure, or pain. Or joy. Or real love. These are the humanoids in the maybe part of the answer. They might change but we can’t predict at this time.
Now for the yes part. Living is an adventure if you have your eyes open, the volume on the autopilot mind turned down, and asking questions. There is a known process for actually thinking, really noticing and asking questions. That would be using that organic computer for more than maintaining your internal equilibrium to balance what you already think about your world. Imagine what the world would be like if no one had worked to discover the existence of germs, for instance.
I am spending the second half of my life asking questions and more than listening to that autopilot mind, using that organic computer in my head and listening to my heart. Words, words, words. I know. But if you look around enough corners asking questions, life will find you and you will be in a life you might not have even known how to dream for.
Then you will have great stories to tell the little ones when you are called to be one of the elders.