There’s something I’ve come to notice as I’ve gotten older, and once I saw it, I couldn’t unsee it. It is this basic truth: We don’t give ourselves much credit. When I look back on my life, the facts are there. I built and ran businesses. I bought, remodeled, and sold twenty-six homes. I earned a pilot’s license. I played in bands…

Self-improvement has never been easier with a wealth of knowledge at your fingertips. Everywhere you look there is advice on faith, diet, relationships, travel, finances and career from a wide range of sources. For anyone on a self-improvement journey, it doesn’t take long to realize that delving too deeply into the self-help …

If you haven’t had this moment yet, you likely will. You look around at a life you built with care, effort, and sacrifice. And instead of clarity, you feel a quiet question underneath it all. Who am I now? It is easy to say you “lost yourself.”

Since I turned 60, I have been constantly surprised at the amount of innovation, bravery, and inspiration I have seen in older women. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised… we are the generation that has changed the world, probably more than any other…

There’s a line in a song I wrote recently that stayed with me longer than the music: “I know it’s my own doing… bein’ where I be… but that don’t make it easier… livin’ inside of me.” I didn’t write that line as advice. It wasn’t meant to fix anything. It just showed up one day, the way honest things tend to do. And the more I sat with it, the more I realized how much of life can feel like that…

We have this obsession with needing to know what we want at all stages of our lives. And it doesn’t fade with age. In fact, sometimes it gets louder. There’s a subtle expectation that by now, by this stage of life, we should feel certain. Settled. Complete. As though we’ve arrived at a final version of ourselves…

There’s a phrase most of us have heard our entire lives: “Just be strong. You’ll bounce back.” It’s meant kindly. But by the time you’ve lived six decades, you already know something that phrase refuses to acknowledge. Some experiences don’t leave you unchanged. And they’re not supposed to…

For most of my life, I couldn’t imagine living without a car. During the week, I had a lengthy commute. On the weekends, I zipped back and forth to the mall, collecting “things” that, in hindsight, I probably didn’t need. Then, in my 60s, something happened that completely changed my perspective on owning a car…

Oh, many folks think (and they think it quite loud), “Once I’m ON MY PATH, I’ll feel certain and proud! A burst of bright brilliance! A creative parade! No doubts, no confusion, no plans left unmade!” But here’s the small secret (now lean in, don’t roam): You’ve always been walking your path all along…

Society has a habit of understating the achievements of older adults. This is especially true for women over 60, who have to contend with the combined forces of ageism and sexism…