I’m 63, having a blast with my new “career” and I feel really good about what I’m doing. Three years ago I retired from the “day job” and haven’t looked back.
What gets you out of bed in the morning? Do you do it because you “have” to, as in, it’s what one does, or is it because you can’t wait to return to something you absolutely love to do?
Does aging enhance or diminish our resilience? The dictionary definition of resilience goes something like this: the capacity to recover quickly from difficulties; toughness; the ability of a substance or object to spring back into shape…
Hands up from all the women in our community who never made a mistake. If we were in a room together, I can guarantee that no-one would be waving. Ok, maybe there would be one “class clown,” waving her hand, but, anyone who took the request seriously, would be sitting still.
Resilience is an incredible skill that every woman should endeavor to acquire. It’s the key to having a good life. My guest today is a woman who knows so much about the power of resilience – Valerie Ramsey…
Einstein said, “I live in that solitude which is painful in youth but delicious in the years of maturity.” I live there too, these days. It’s new to me, brought on by shifting circumstances and changing times…
It was the Fourth of July. I had recently moved to the U.S., after 25 years of living abroad, and knew not one soul in the city. From the window of my high-rise flat, I could see the city was jubilant…
Do you do something that fills you with satisfaction and meaning? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment because what you do aligns with who you are? Or, are you in a quandary to discover how to contribute your expertise and good heart in the world?
“Be yourself, everyone else is already taken” — Oscar Wilde
I have this quote on a pillow at my entryway, it’s a great way to remind myself that I need to be true to me. I should not be ‘doing’ what others expect me to, unless it’s what I want to do!
Last year, I was in Santa Fe, New Mexico, at a youth hostel. Tucked away upstairs, in my own spare private room, I pondered this past year.