Our culture currently treats aging as a time to retire, to enjoy leisure, to cultivate friendships and to look back at a life well-lived. I think all of this is way too literal. What if we began to think instead of aging as a form of Eldering, of continuing the journey into our interior life to explore unexamined layers of our complex and one-of-a-kind identity. I am finding, at age 77, wonderful time to reflect on my spiritual presence in life, a time to deepen my relation with the Ineffable Other that some may call God. Whatever our vocabulary, the felt experience is what matters; our spiritual deepening can continue up to and including the day we pass from one world to another. Let’s explore these spiritual moments that age offers us as gifts for the soul to nourish itself by.