So this is the view from four decades on the planet. Today is my birthday, my 40th birthday.
I wasn't completely sure I was going to share that with you.
And that took me down a rabbit hole of why nots.
It seems from my perch that these days aging is set up to be feared, or at least avoided, in our society. We all (me included!) want to look younger, to act younger, to be mistaken for younger than what we really are. Sending wishes of gladness that 40 is the new 20 is a fun way to extend youth.
But what if we went back to the notion that elders are respected and revered?
Or even more what if we entered a whole new era where aging is the best thing there is? Remember how anxious you were to turn from four to five? Or eighteen? 21?
How does Pitbull say it . . . Any day above ground is a great day. (Oh man, I'm quoting Pitbull now.)
Friends, I've lived forty years! And rather than dread it (like I thought I was going to), I feel truly, honestly grateful. I've lived in many different places, had a bountiful number of experiences, and been touched by the most loving individuals. I even given birth to three of them. I've made little and BIG mistakes. I've had to learn from them. I've hurt people and loved people and celebrated people. And I've grown and changed and stayed the same.
I'm more wrinkled and saggy. More tired and cynical. No, I can't jump as high, nor run as fast.
But I am here, friends. I have another day, week, month, and hopefully years to do my best to add love into the world and to be deeply grateful for the gifts I've been given. How amazing!! And I've had 4-0 such opportunities.
I'm not bragging, but being around to love and to be loved for forty birthdays feels like a pretty giant blessing.
One of my great blessings is this space right here where I can share what's on my mind, in my heart, and all over my studio floor. I'm so honored to have you lovelies over here, and I so so appreciate your support and encouragement.
So let's celebrate another year!! Are you brave enough to share your age?