First breath of life. Aging. Sickness. Death. The phases of life we all share as humans. Part and parcel of what contributes to life. The only way you don't get old is that you die young. I have difficulties accepting the harsh reality of life but the reality is right here and now, staring back at me in the mirror. It is indeed depressing to see my 'old self' changing , gradually fading away, never to be seen again.
Having said that, there are certain things we must take into consideration to make the transition a tiny bit easier. I am still looking for meaning and purpose of my life, even though half a century has passed me by. There is still time to make meaning and realise my purpose before my last breath. Physically I am out of shape but to me my body is just a tool I carry around like a machine and no amount of changing new parts is going to make it brand new again. Loss and grief are the twins we encounter more frequently as we age so be prepared for it. Age is no secret to me and I tend to act my age (if not older). I have no intention of stop learning and improving, trying new things is the only way I know how to be alive. I am learning to live in the present, forget the past and pause for the future which might not even exist! I like to stretch out of my comfort zone every now and then and travelling is one of the many options to shake my life up. I can't see life works without changes.
Yes, the years of living in a city overpopulated with humans who are in constant competition and comparison are tough, but I get wiser just the same because of that. There were successes and mistakes, which are all parts of the life journey in a continuum. I can see more grey areas these days and right / wrong is not as clear-cut as I thought they were. I tend to judge less and instead accept people the way they are albeit the many differences. Minimalism appeals to me a couple of years ago and I truly believe in 'less is more'. Instead of proffering unsolicited advice, I am now leading others back to themselves to get in touch with their core being. I am not ashamed of my scars and wounds all over my body as they are testimony to my life experiences. No-one is immune to that!
I still think of myself as beautiful; in my prime years and now just the way I am. Makeup free. I am confident in my own skin. This is what I have gathered from aging.
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