One of the great things about getting older is that, if you choose to, you can start to relax a bit. In the first and second acts, it seems to me a person spends so much time trying to figure things out, trying to decide whether to go “this way or that way”, spending all kinds of energy being anxious about a whole lot of things. I know I did. Over the past years something good (at least I think it is good) has been happening to me. I have stopped wondering why certain things are happening and instead I have allowed myself to accept the unusual and interesting ways that life “self-organizes”. The concept of “self-organization” is central to the description of biological systems. I certainly don’t pretend to understand much of this. I simply love the idea that life in general, which includes of course, my specific life, “self-organizes”.
