Hello beautiful people,

Here’s a funny thing about age.

On paper, I’m 63.
According to science, my biological age is 49 (I know this through some fancy bloodwork that I get twice a year. Thank you, daily dancing, deep breaths, and a little stubborn joy).
And according to Spotify, my most trusted cultural authority—I’m 71!

Which I love.

Because my music is old and soulful. It has stories. It lingers. It doesn’t rush to the chorus.

And here’s what I’m learning:
All of these numbers are true… and none of them define me.

Age, it turns out, is just data.
A calendar count.
A biological snapshot.
An algorithm doing its best.

What matters more is what lives underneath the numbers.

That’s something I write about in More than Millions: Finding the Gold Within, coming May 2026!  
The idea that our real worth, our real energy, our real abundance doesn’t come from what we accumulate or how we’re measured, but from what we uncover and what we remember about who we are.

Finding the gold within has nothing to do with age.
It’s ageless.

I don’t feel “midlife” in the way we’ve been taught to imagine it.
I am curious, awake, and still deeply interested in what’s next.
Less hustle, more heart.
Less proving, more choosing.

With every year, I trust myself more.
I listen better.
I know what lights me up and I follow it.

So whether you’re feeling 29, 49, 71 or beautifully undefined, I hope you’ll remember this:
the gold you’re looking for isn’t ahead of you or behind you.

It’s already within you.
And it always has been.

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PS: My favorite listening right now is JJ Grey and Mofro. Swamp rock (a new term learned from my Spotify wrap up). Funky, gritty, sexy- just how a 71 year old gets to be. 

Check out their song- Orange Blossoms. 

Feels so good… Any other swamp rockers out there?