As I approach the seasoned period of life, and even though I still think of myself as barely on its doorstep, mostly still viewing it from afar, I like to think of how many people in their mature years have made great contributions to the world, even surpassing their youthful creations. To paint, to sculpt, to choreograph an interesting and meaningful life at every stage is the key. Then whether our contributions are big or small, they can be distinctively our offerings to the enhancement of others as well as our own inner growth. And in the end, what we think of as big and small may be mostly unrelated to the true value of anything done well. Perhaps everything is small that comes from the small-minded, and anything is big that's given by the big-hearted.