Ironing out the Wrinkles

“At times it seems to me that I am living my life backwards, and that at the approach of old age my real youth will begin. My soul was born covered with wrinkles—wrinkles my ancestors and parents most assiduously put there and that I had the greatest trouble removing.”

An Unprejudiced Mind….André Paul Gide (22 November 1869 – 19 February 1951) was a French author and winner of the Nobel Prize in literature in 1947.
I am so drawn to this man’s wisdom.

As I read this quote I immediately visualized the wrinkles on my soul and felt the presence of my Ancestors at work. I feel so at peace as I realize how many wrinkles I have ironed out. But yet there are so many layers left. Ironing out the wrinkles today is work and I realize just how diligent I have to be in smoothing out the deeper layers connected to the past, the Ancestors and make peace with them on a conscious level. I am in a conundrum as to what purpose aging serves at times. I have never panicked about aging as I had decided many years ago (I believe that it was after reading the book series of “The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East, by Baird T. Spalding) that aging was senseless, at least the thought of aging anyway. It works almost like the thought of being ugly, stupid, dumb, fat, and all those others beliefs we choose to choke on that feed those never-ending wrinkles.


I believe that I inherited so much more through those wrinkles to make it worth the work it takes in smoothing them out. My heightened intuition being one of my most treasured gifts to evolve from my struggle in releasing the wrinkles my parents shared and left me with. The end result of letting go of that was the manifestation of Graves Dysease which landed me in the hospital with Congestive heart failure. At one point in the hospital I left my body and went on a journey which I believe I kept one foot in for a few years as I healed and completely reversed my condition (my specialist insisted many times that this had never been done before). As I indulge in my other creative ventures such as painting, knitting, writing, singing, and so on I also recognize the communication from the different Ancestors that accompanies each of these artistic outlets. With great gratitude I continue to move forwards, always with their blessings and I release, let go, and learn from those wrinkles.