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Walking Into Elder Energy: Notes From a Threshold
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I’ve been holding something with me since Saturday, and it feels like time to share it here.
Saturday was my 56th birthday. I spent it in deep practice and community at the Strozzi Institute — that particular kind of immersion where the body is organized through rhythm and repetition, where you arrive as one version of yourself and leave as something slightly different. Somewhere in the middle of feeling into my commitment and my dignity, something landed in my body that I’m still learning how to hold:
My time has come to be an elder.
Let me say what I don’t mean. I don’t mean old. I’m not stepping out of vitality, or aliveness, or the rising energy of spring. I’m not handing in my badge or going quiet. What landed wasn’t an ending — it was a role. A different way of holding the work, the tale, and all the wisdom that’s been gathered over decades of practice, mistakes, returns, and refinement.
Elder isn’t a stage of life. It’s a posture. A way of standing in the body and in the world that says: I have something to offer, and I no longer need to prove it.
What I’m noticing is a shift in the quality of my pursuit. For most of my life, I’ve been chasing — chasing more capacity, more clarity, more credibility, more enough. There’s been beauty in that chase. It’s what built this work. But somewhere on Saturday, in practice, my body offered a different invitation:
You’re allowed to slow the pursuit. You’re allowed to feel enough.
That doesn’t mean stopping. It means a shift in posture. From striving to sharing. From accumulating to offering. From leading every charge to holding steady so others can take the helm. The work doesn’t need me to push harder. It needs me to stand here with what I’ve gathered — the tale, the practice, the long arc of return — and offer it.
Within the Neuro-Somatic Integration™ Framework, Rooting (formally regulation, more on that change to come!) is the capacity to synthesize internal sensations, emotions, and thoughts with external cues — to hold complexity without collapsing and while staying connected to ground. Elder energy, as I’m feeling into it, is rooting in its most mature form: the body’s capacity to hold the joy and the pain at the same time — to celebrate a birthday in a fractured world, to laugh fully in a season of grief, to keep speaking honestly to inhumanity while refusing to let go of our humanity.
Because this is the moment we’re standing in. The world right now is deeply divided and full of pain. And what I’m sensing — in my body, in this community, in the wider field — is that those of us with some road behind us are being asked to step into a particular kind of presence. Not louder. Not more certain. Steadier. The kind of presence that doesn’t flinch from the grief and doesn’t abandon the joy.
Holding humanity while speaking to the inhumanity. Holding joy alongside the pain. This is what the moment is asking of elders — and it’s a somatic capacity, not a cognitive one. It lives in the breath, the weight through the feet, the willingness to slow down enough to feel both things at once.
And honestly? I don’t yet know what elder energy is. I’m only at the beginning of feeling it in my body — the slower breath, the longer pause before responding, the willingness not to be the loudest voice in the room, the trust that what I’ve gathered is enough to share without needing to perform it.
What I do know is that I’m not arriving at it. I’m walking into it. And I think that’s the practice — to embrace the threshold without needing to have crossed it yet. To let the not-knowing be part of what makes it real.
If you’re somewhere near your own threshold — sensing a role shift, feeling the pull to slow your pursuit even when the culture is screaming faster, wondering whether what you’ve gathered is enough — I want you to know: the not-knowing is part of it. You don’t have to arrive. You just have to be willing to walk toward.
🌱 Micro-Practice
Find a quiet moment today. Step outside if you can. Place your feet on the ground and feel the weight of what you’ve been carrying. Then ask yourself:
What have I been chasing that I might be ready to slow my pursuit of?
Where in my life am I being invited into more holding and less striving?
Whose helm am I being asked to support rather than command?
What would it mean — in this divided, painful, beautiful world — to embody both my joy and my grief at once?
You don’t have to answer all of these. Just listen to what your body says when you ask.
💬 Drop into the comments:
- Have you ever sensed a role shift coming — not retirement, but a new way of holding what you do? What did it feel like in your body?
- What’s one thing you’re being invited to slow your pursuit of, even when the world is asking you to go faster?
- Who is an elder you’ve known — someone who held space in a way that changed you? What did they embody that you want to carry forward?
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