Dear Cultural Expectations,
I know you still believe that you can name me, but I assure you, you cannot.
Oh honey, you cannot begin to name what I am becoming. This becoming is unfolding in a most liberating way, and I feel more relevant and defiant than everrrrr.
I've even gone and bleached out all the hair dye to let the new me come through unhindered. Lots of silver and white and I flipping love it.
Do I feel sixty? No, I feel like me. Do I look sixty? No, I look like me. See, that is the difference between me buying into society's view on my age, or buying my own version- which is the only one that counts!
The reality is in my own experience. Nothing outside myself and my own wisdom and deep feeling (and defiance) can inform my own experience of aging.
Something is being unleashed inside. Something powerful, insightful and a with a solid sense of liberation. I feel myself withdrawing from anything that even smacks remotely of ageism. This is my earthly party and to buy the happy horse-pucky of me being past my prime, well, that would be to my peril. And people, especially womenfolk, I won't be having a serving of that, and I hope you will not be either!
Instead, there are other wonderful happenstances coming to the fore. As I continue to celebrate birthdays, my intuition and spirituality have deepened even more. I make my judgements and discernments from within. And that includes any mirror I look into. I refuse to cast a flinty, judging eye on my appearance from this point forward. I am vibrant, relatively happy and curious and that is where I am luxuriously placing my attention.
And more than that, I believe something BIG is at play here.
Something as in a new Spiritual Genetic Code. A code that is being un-leashed across the midlife landscape.
It has been graced to me, to you, and to any midage anyone to navigate and change the perception of being in midlife- first within ourselves and then outwardly if we so chose. I believe the Divine does not let us twist in the wind and sends in powerful and all-knowing help. It is we who are creating a new precedent.
I see and feel it taking root. An out-dated paradigm is being discarded.
The beginning of the end? Hardly.
Our life essence is too precious to let it wane and be squandered on useless cultural beliefs.
Dear Cultural Expectations- we will no longer play your weak and vapid game of dismissal, invisibility, and " game over"- we are just not in the mood for that bullshit.
This is our chance at a second life. And many, many of us, both men and women, are waking up to the powehouse of possibility that lies in wait. We would be fools to buy your Koolaide! Oh, Cultural Expectations- it is you who is the old one.
Sure, we have to come to grips with certain aspects of aging. But we are used to coming to grips with all kinds of things. We've lived! We are aware that things change, and if we are wise we do not cling to the old, so as to let in the new.
Saggy skin? Wrinkles? Thinning hair? Empty nest? Divorce? Illness? And, most poignantly felt, the loss of our loved ones. Well, we survive and thrive sometimes despite ourselves. The soul always has its say. And, we now know we are brave enough, resilient enough, wise enough and for some, pissed off enough to say "screw you Cultural Expectations!"
We were made for this. I believe we ageed to this and to get quite lofty- by being authentically and unapologetically who we were always meant to be- we elevate the consciousness of humanity and what is possible for the midlife human.
Cultural Expectations we are waking up from that roofie you slipped us.
Remember that new spiritual genetic code? Uh huh, it has legs.
Strong, robust and tenacious strides on those legs. It's trotting across the midlife landscape and is gaining momentum, changing attitudes and mindsets on what it means to age. Just look around dude.
Midlife is a state to be revered not feared and it is we who get to chose which state we are going to run with- and Cultural Expectations darling, we are choosing to run with those strong, robust and tenacious gams.
Imagine that, having reverence for your own fine Self. What a concept.