“Age is something that doesn’t matter unless you are cheese.”
— Billie Burke
“And the day came when the risk it took
to remain tight inside the bud
was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
— Anais Nin
Age is just one of those excuses that we think is perfectly acceptable as a legitimate excuse accepted widely as valid and understandable. There are so many references to age as a factor.
It used to be stated that a woman was over the hill when she turned 30, no more the young chicken and now the old bird. Hogwash. For men, it was the big 40–or heaven forbid, the big 50. Most courts say 14 is the ‘age of reason,’ whatever that means, and other decisions can only be made when one is at least 18 or 21 or 25. Then, there’s the retirement thing: 62 for the early escapers, 65 for the masses, and 70 for those laggers that want the big bucks from Social Security. It’s all made up anyway.
Age is a state of mind. You get to choose your state of mind.
As excuses go, that someday may come where ‘the risk it took to remain tight inside the bud, was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.’ That day is celebrated throughout the heavens as a new birth!
We are what we decide to allow ourselves to be, do and have.
I Choose To Blossom Over And Over Again.
Spread Some Joy Today–Release yourself from any chains that hold you where you are. Blossom! The joy that you receive will be so great that the excess joy will just fall off and land on everyone you come in contact with.