The Season I’m Entering

Recently, I turned 62.

Birthdays have a way of inviting reflection, and this one in particular has had me thinking about the season of life I find myself entering now.

For many women, the years beyond sixty are often spoken about quietly, or sometimes not spoken about at all. There is an unspoken cultural narrative that suggests this is the time when we begin to fade into the background.

But that has never felt true to me.

If anything, I feel the opposite.

What I sense emerging in this season is a kind of quiet clarity. A deeper understanding of who I am, what matters to me, and how I want to spend the years ahead.

It feels less like an ending and more like a renaissance.

Over the years I’ve witnessed many women step into this same season of life carrying something beautiful: a lifetime of experience, resilience, and hard-earned wisdom. And yet so many of us have been taught to believe that our most vibrant chapters are already behind us.

I don’t believe that.

I believe there is a season of life that arrives later, when the noise of earlier expectations begins to soften and something truer can finally take its place.

A season where we begin to live more fully from the center of ourselves.

Where creativity returns, sometimes in ways we didn’t expect.

Where the stories we have lived begin to reveal their deeper meaning.

In the language of my own work, I’ve come to see this as part of the Soulful Journey itself — a season where wisdom, creativity, and self-trust begin to weave together in new ways.

It is not about slowing down or fading away.

It is about growing deeper.

Some women return to creative practices they set aside years earlier. Others begin something entirely new. Many feel a quiet pull toward sharing their stories, guiding others, or creating something that reflects the life they have lived.

In many ways, this season becomes an invitation:

to listen more closely
to create more freely
to live more truthfully

And perhaps most importantly, to recognize that becoming does not end at any particular age.

It continues, gently unfolding, for as long as we are here.

If you find yourself entering a similar season of life, I hope you will meet it with curiosity and openness.

There is still so much beauty ahead.

Your story is still unfolding.

And the wisdom you carry may be exactly the light someone else needs to see their own path more clearly.