Why doesn’t your soul feel the passage of age?

Why doesn’t your soul feel the passage of age?

Throughout life, a person passes through a tapestry of memories—some sweet, warming the heart, and others bitter, teaching hard lessons. Yet when you look within yourself as the years advance, you discover that you are still who you always were: the cheerful remains cheerful, the brave remains brave, and the miser remains miserly. That hidden jewel within the soul does not change. The child you once were continues through your youth and your old age, completing the journey with the same living spirit.
The soul is constant in its essence.
The child who laughed during simple games finds that same laughter in the grown man when he recalls a funny story or shares joy with loved ones. The young brave soul who faced the shadows of a dark room remains brave before the great storms of life. And the miserly child who clutched his toys does not change; he misses the joy of sharing throughout his lifetime. The soul does not grow old—it only pities the body for its frailty. It is an eternal flame, carrying the imprint of first creation.
Memories nourish the inner core.
Life is a path of experiences that build knowledge and wisdom, yet they do not alter the essence. The child mourns, in adolescence, the loss of his games; the grown man mourns, in later years, his vanished youth. But the soul alone remains cohesive. The sweet moments restore joy, the bitter ones teach patience, and the self continues to dance to the rhythm of time, completing its days with joy, strength, or insight. The lesson of life endures at every stage, and here the soul transcends physical age—it is the single truth that does not wear away.
Look within yourself and listen to the voice of the child you are. He reminds you that change and aging belong only to the skin, and that life is a journey of an eternal soul, carrying itself through time without alteration.
An important line
Be yourself as you are, and do not let age become a shackle that strangles your smile.
Live your day with the delight of a child who marvels at the simplest things.
Love your life with the passion of a young person seeing the world for the first time.
And walk forward with the steadiness of a boy who knows no hesitation and fears no fall.
For happiness is not measured by the number of years,
but by your ability to keep your essence alive—
vibrant… beating… and insistently devoted to joy.