Perhaps this phase in my journey could be called the twilight zone. I say that for a couple of reasons. From the perspective of age, it is certainly the twilight of my life. From another perspective, it seems that this time is more akin to the twilight zone of the TV show variety. Life just seems strange some times. Some days I awaken and wonder just where I am and who I am. I spent most of my life getting everything in order; training to be equipped to deal with life and circumstances effectively and efficiently. Now I find that I have little use for the many of the skills and talents that I worked hard on. It occurred to me that what I am experiencing might well be captured from a scene in the the movie “The Godfather”. At the end of the movie, Don Corleone played by Marlon Brando was an old man. He was working in his garden and playing with his young grandchild, running and laughing. He collapsed and died there. What was striking about the scene was the juxtaposition of his simple, uncomplicated play against the complex, powerful and destructive experiences as a Mafia godfather. I’m still trying to sort all this out. Perhaps, rather than trying to hold on, reclaim or restore, I should go play in the garden.