My age –
I am protesting! Yes I am!
When I have participated in articles in various magazines, usually the age is important for them to state, especially in Europe. And I have never minded this, my age is a truth. But after having been asked why I still show my age on my Facebook timeline, I am protesting!
I like my age. I am proud of my age. I have never felt better than the age I am in. And I also feel that there is a great humbleness in having reached my age. Not everyone receives this gift. So humbleness, gratefulness, experience and hopefully wisdom are wonderful traits to have attained.
Age can be so much. It can be chronological age, counting the years from your birth. It can also be biological age where your body ages slower or faster than your chronological age. It can be mental age where you keep your childish curiosity high up in your old age or you become somewhat set in your ways already in early adulthood.
I prefer to have an open mind towards age and not judge anyone, or myself, according to an age standard set up by society. Maybe a society with little reverence for wisdom; for balance and harmony; or for the good of everyone involved.
When it comes to my age, 67, yes there are wrinkles, gray hair, age spots, sagging skin here and there etc. But there is also strength from within, security in being true to myself, patience with life around me, happiness, wisdom in not being caught up in dramas of the world, lots of love, and so on.
I am not comparing to anything or anyone, but I can truly say that I am so much more than I ever was as a younger woman. And it is just getting better!
There is soo much more for me to experience, discover and delight in. And there is soo much more for me to contribute with. The future holds magic!
So I am claiming reverence for age, wisdom and truth.
For all of us!
It is about time we, as a society, realized these qualities the elders carry and cherished and listened to them. Just like the indigenous peoples of the world do with theirs.
So whenever you see my age stated anywhere, know that I am proud.
And protesting for respect and claiming my value!
Proud, protesting and claiming!
Celebrating 67 years! Yeah!
PS Sorry Mom,
I think I won the contest. My glasses were bigger. LOL