I have no idea what I’m even going to write. I just want to get a post in before February is over! May seem silly, but I’ve never yet let a month go by without one post, at least.
I’m exhausted and recovering from a very nasty cold, which is (thank goddess) almost gone. This weekend is lightly scheduled for a change, so I’m confident my cold will be completely out of my system by Sunday evening.
My birthday is coming up. On March 18 I will have resided on the planet for 49 years. I’m feeling some grief about aging, especially about the way we are treated as we age. I saw a sketch on a comedy show recently, and as I watched it I felt more and more sad. The sketch showed a group of attractive young people vomiting into buckets. They were all disgusted because they were having sexual realtionships with aging celebrities. Never mind the fact that they all chose to sleep with these celebrities (at least in the premise of the sketch). Apparently choice made no difference. They were sick to their stomachs at the thought of wrinkles and thinning skin, greying hair and flabby necks.
I wonder if it occurs to the people who write these things that someday they, too, will be older. I would love to see this culture as a whole deepen its relationship to aging. I am finding many gifts in growing older. As I age I love myself more. As I age, I become more intuitive. As I age, I become more open-hearted and open-minded. As I age, I take better and better care of myself.
Next year, when my body vessel turns 50, I’m pulling out all the stops! I’m going to rent a hall and/or dance studio and have the biggest celebration I can manage. So far this year I’ve heard about so many deaths: Heath Ledger, at only 28; a close friend’s mother; another friend’s sister; yet another friend’s uncle; a writing community acquaintance who was just one year younger than me — and the list goes on.
So, when I turn 50 next year, I’m celebrating it for the incredible milestone it is! I’m grateful to be making it to 49, and I’ll be fortunate to make it to 50. Life is sweet!
As always, thank you for your kind attention. Take care.
~Love and Blessings,
Selene~
