Did you ever think, “Ah, when I’m 65, I can finally do what I’ve wanted to do for so long: I can read when I want, be creative, take afternoon naps, see friends and play with my grandkids”?
On this fresh, cool, sun-dappled morning, I feel washed clean, full of clarity and determined to make some needed changes in my post-60 life.
This state of mind came to me through some tough work over the past 10 days. I am just emerging from a time of spiritual self-reflection as part of my religious observances, an emotionally powerful time when the core practice is to engage in harsh and unflinching self-evaluation.
I’ve shared the story before about how, several years ago, I hosted a small group of women – all over 60 – at my home and was shocked to discover that many of them felt that, with age, they had become ‘invisible.’
If there was one thing I learned on my recent Nomad cruise it’s that Millennials know how to have fun. They love to take risks and engage with each other.
It definitely took me by surprise because I wasn’t expecting it. After a year backpacking through Europe in my 20s, I had been looking forward to being home and reconnecting with friends and family.
Is there a second act in you? Perhaps even a third? At this age, we all know that the definition of insanity is “doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.”
As we age, we experience countless new beginnings. Some of them are frightening, especially when we haven’t planned for them. Others are enjoyable and bring satisfaction.
Not long ago I got an email from a reader of my blog, RealDelia. She shared a poem that she’d seen posted elsewhere on the Internet which used the metaphor of the butterfly’s chrysalis to describe those periods when we need to go inside ourselves to grow.
At each stage of our lifespan we are presented with the opportunity to change. These changes are different for each of us, and as we grow older, change is often accompanied by loss.