Do you have the feeling you are getting older, too?
I do. Especially when I realized earlier this week, I have less than 100 days until I get 40.
I started to notice every wrinkle. I am one of the luckiest people that have just few but just now I could see them all. I counted every grey hair wire, and started to compare myself (eventually) to other people my age. The initial comparison I started against public figures of actresses, models and they all look amazing. I was feeling really old. But I realized they are 15 or even 20 years younger than I am, and looking at my pictures back then, sorry ladies, no ofense, but I had a hell of a face!
I look at faces my age, and I conclude that we all do get older.
Yet, I feel young. I feel crazy, I feel like breaking out social patterns. My inner child still wants to go out and play, my brain is now more than ever avid for knowledge, my heart loves with the force and fierceness of a tsunami. But I am not a child anymore, I know, I grew up! I know I am.
I had noted these days some lessons about life and age:
1. The inner child (and everyone has an inner child) always wants to play, and is something we should honor. Allowing the inner child to play helps us find our joy in our lives. It is a healing activity and helps unlock blockages from our day to day living. It is said that it preserves youth as well.
2. Life is just another play and we are its leading actors. Look what kids do in their play. They take seriously every character. They become those characters. And those characters are full of powers. So am I – a new character in every episode of my life: one day the villain, one day the hero, and another day the victim, but I am also the director of my life. And I can choose my plays. So, I have all te means to make it in whatever circumstances.
3. At 40 I am not a child anymore. I grew up! Oh, my God! I finally face this life as an adult, yet I love to see it through the eyes of a child. This way, nothing is as bad as I imagine it is, everything has a solution and the happy ending is just about to be revealed. I just need to open my eyes and see it! And keep faith.
4. Every age has its beauty. I was asked by my hairstylist while back which decade of my life I liked best. And for me the answer was the 30th. Because it is my present. And yes, I had so much fun, but the beauty came that I knew I had fun and I was aware of it all the time. In my 20th, I did had fun too. I just lived life every day at a time. Not really having this sense of being. While in my 30th, this strong feeling of myself, of being beyond the existence alone, of knowing my powers, my strengths, of relying on me before anyone else, of winning all that matters to me. That was the magic.
5. And yes, life is magic! And everyone can create their own magic life. The secret of magic is hope and faith. Beyond just visualizing is believing whatever I want to achieve. And not overthinking it. Is about knowing that it will turn out my way, and let it become. My magic recipe: I just picture my wish – say abracadabra, and let the universe take care and finish the puzzle.
With the magic and wonder I will leave you today. The magic of life, the wonder of being, of striving together through this epic times.
I am curious how did you perceive your aging when moving from one decade to another?