When you’re in your teens, your focus is on getting older – how much longer until I graduate, can I vote yet (good citizen that you are), how much longer until I can go to a bar without getting carded? It’s all about time moving faster so you can acquire the next perk of aging.
Then the 20s come, you’re legal, and the first five years roll by as you master living on your own, go about trying to get a job that isn’t an after-school, only in the summer gig. You change mightily as you wrap up your first quarter century on the planet. Then, a few more in-between years, and bam, you’re facing 30. Have the wrinkles started? Is that really a gray hair … and don’t forget the wisdom part. You’ve been doing this human thing for 29 years. You should have it mastered by now.
Except that’s just not true.
A first Saturn Return is a passage, a crossing into becoming an adult member of the tribe. It’s a threshold, an opening, not a conclusion. You have the next 28 years (until your second Saturn Return) to master the ‘adult of the tribe’ portion of the grand adventure called Life. A side note – your second Saturn Return will be about discovering how to let go of being an adult tribe member and taking on the mantle of an elder. So, don’t get hung up on the number 30. Celebrate that you’ve witnessed over 10,500 sunrises, give or take a few. And, since our planet travels through space at a mind-boggling 67,000 miles per hour relative to the sun, in the last 29 years, you’ve completed a 17+ billion mile journey through the Solar System. No matter what you’ve achieved so far, that is quite an accomplishment.
As your 30th birthday arrives, maybe take a little time for yourself and ask – What does being an adult mean to you? Is this definition yours or someone else’s? Do you want to become that kind of adult? Or would you rather re-define it? Refine it? Tweak it? Polish it? Throw it out all together and create a new definition for yourself? You have the next 28 years to figure out what it means to contribute as an adult member of the tribe – whichever tribe you belong to. Go slow. Savor this threshold. Honor it. Celebrate it. Hell, throw yourself a “I’m ready to figure out what being a grown-up actually means” party and invite all your 29-year-old friends.
Believe me, the best is yet to come. The juicy part is still on the road ahead.