Today the dark gate of summer's end looms around me. The portal reflects an expected icon, "5O." I pause in the dawn to take it in and I wonder … so …

What's next? What realms await me now? In whose service shall I linger? Which paths do I explore? There are SO many. So very, very many. So …

I pause again, keenly aware of the threshold, and I gasp with appreciative delight at the added reflections surrounding me. I see abilities that I have nurtured, and see in them grand capacity for support as I hop from path to path, realm to realm, hedge to hedge in the days and lives ahead, behind, above, below, within, without …

… so …