Forever young…

Life moves on. It’s inevitable. We can try to prolong it with various means, but whether we like it or not, we are growing older by the minute. As someone said: you start dying the day you are born.

You reach a certain magical age where you realize that you are no longer a kid – all of life is no longer ahead of you, because some is behind you. You have to take responsibility for your own living – you have to make money to survive. You know that if you choose to have kids they will also be your responsibility and from that day on, you are no longer alone, in the sense that you must take care of someone else and they will be on your mind, day and night.

People moan a lot about growing old – it’s like a curse or something. You meet few people who bless their age and thank God they are as old as they are. It’s bizarre, because each year they are given the gift of life, but instead of enjoying that, they are cursing their “old” age. You cannot have the joy of growing old and staying young – you will have to choose.

You can be 100 years old and your mind still young – inquisitive and playful – and you can be 25 years old without questioning anything and so boxed in by your own thinking about all the haves and the musts and the what nots that you seem as restricted as you’d imagine someone who’s a 100.

You can look after your body and mind and polish them as nicely as you would a car you would want to keep its value, or you can forget all about your means of transportation in this life and hope that through chance it will keep running.

I have reached an age where I know life is in my hands now. Before I could blame so many people for forcing me to do something, but today everything is a choice. When I graduate this fall I also know that there are not so many more strange tangents I can go off on – it’s time to stop fucking about and get serious. The life I dreamt about as a kid is up to me now.

The responsibilities that come with having a job and having a family can seem as if they are taking away your freedom, but it truly is your choice what job you have and how you execute it as well as how you go about having a family. The things in your life should not make you feel like you were trapped in a cage, but rather liberated in the experience of how you go about it all.

Some people want to turn back the clock of time, but for me it would be terrible as I don’t want to be whom I was even three months ago, and even less 3 years ago. As I keep transforming I bless the days for what they teach me and the life that is still in me.

Life is in our hands and it’s our gift to play with.

Forever Young

May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.

– Bob Dylan –

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  1. storiesfromthestove

    Your post reminds me of a business conference I attended years ago. One of the speakers was talking about “purpose” in life. He told a story of his father, who for years had a wonderful garden, filled with tomatoes, cucumbers, herbs and the likes.

    Each year, however, as his father’s capacity for physical labor diminished, he’d cut back the size of his garden. His once enormous garden was scaled back to a few tomato plants, some cabbage, and a few herbs.

    Finally, he became so infirmed that gardening became a physical impossibility, except for the few herbs that grew in small pots in his kitchen window. Every day, he’d return to the window and water the plants. He talked to them and nurtured them as if they were his children.

    And then the speaker said, “Finally, he had one basil plant in the window. And as I watched him water that plant, I realized that the plants, be it an enormous garden, filled with vegetables, fruits and herbs or be it one basil plant in the window, gave my father’s life purpose. Every day he’d breathe his life into those plants. That’s what he lived for.”

    I had a funny feeling. I looked down and the hair on my arms was standing. A simple story, but a powerful story, lovingly told.

    Ever have a moment when you totally “get it?”

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    • That is a beautiful story – life is a lot about purpose. Real purpose. Not ego purpose…

      I think I have moments when I “get it” (I call them “epiphanies”) all the time, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that my whole world shifts. It’s not until the internal shifts that I know I truly got it, because it’s not just a moment of clarity; it is living in a body that now feels different. Everything feels different. If that makes sense?…

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  2. Eric

    I saw some of your pictures from your camping trip on my FB feed today, looks cool!
    Having a quick look a your post today and its clear that’s you’ve got a good mind with loads of great opinions on life!

    I was wondering if you thought about changing your direction a bit? I think your opinions on daily news headlines work be fantastic.
    For example the Flotilla story, or the BP oil spill, the Porn Start falling of a cliff (wait a minute, it could have been where you were camping, pictures look alike lol) or something in Entertainment, Fashion etc…

    That could really boost your visitors and comments, as more people would engage.

    The most successful bloggers are the ones that blogg about up to the minute things, whether its fashion, spots, politics etc… As there’s a daily strong interest on those areas people would appreciate a different view or opinion!

    A dizzy blondes opinion!
    :o)

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    • Thank you!

      I blog because I love the topics I blog about, and should something occur that I feel my opinion is worth voicing, I will. It may be true that you drive more visitors if you blog about the news and that is, of course, what you want, but for me there would be no point unless I had a message to share. Usually my messages have nothing to do with the current news, because I can only truly have an opinion on what I understand, which usually is related to myself. I can only tell the tales that happened to me =)

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  3. If you look at my blog header it says, “Live with intention and do it like you mean it.” Those are words I live by because time is short and so many people waste it by simply not being aware of it. They chase the future or live in the past, get lost inside of regrets, bemoan the impact of aging, etc. I believe in living in the moment I’m in, fully and completely, whether it’s a moment of pain or joy or something in between. I want to feel everything that comes.

    As for my age, I don’t think about it too much. On the inside I feel forever young and I imagine, if I’m blessed enough to live to old age that I’ll still love going barefoot and wearing old jeans. For my birthday this year, I climbed a tree, which isn’t something a typical “middle aged” woman might do, but I intend to do it until I can’t do it any more and who says that day will ever come. 🙂

    Whenever I’m tempted by regret, I remind myself that there’s no way of knowing how different choices would impact my life differently. Would I be willing to gamble my present on an uncertain alternate now? No. I love my life too much.

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    • I totally agree!

      Life – you can either learn from things, or curse them. And it is so true, and something I have thought about many times, that if this, that, or the other hadn’t happened, no matter how horrendous, you might not have had the qualities you today treasure. No matter how angry I was in my childhood that certain people did this that or the other, had it not been for that, today I would not have had some of the qualities I enjoy the most. Basically, I would not have had the insights that shape my everyday life and enable me to help myself and others.

      Climbing trees – absolutely! Who invented what’s appropriate or not for your age??? Not I! 🙂

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