Crazy fun while creating a world with a future
To laugh so hard that my stomach hurts. To dance in the kitchen. To speak to my dog in my own language, made up in the moment.
(I have a whole language that arises spontaneously from within, with a particular accent. It is not an effort. I didn’t even realise I had it until Tony mentioned it. And no, I am not speaking in tongue, it is simply play.)
To laugh when I fall, when I fail. (In my learning state, not when it affects others.) To laugh at myself for some of the crazy ideas, the ridiculous insecurities, my extreme ‘blonde’ moments.
Once upon a time, I wouldn’t laugh at these things. I was too serious. Too caught in perfectionism. Too earnest and responsible. Everything was life or death. Or so it seemed.
The beauty of age is that we become more beautiful in our bodies as we also often become invisible to most of the world.
Screw that. I am never going to arrive invisible. After years of hiding while wanting to be seen, I am now seeing myself and refusing to hide.
No makeup. Bare feet. Surfed out hair. Purposeful. Loving. Laughter. Taking my time. No rush. Determined.
Grateful. So very grateful. Having crazy fun while creating a world with a future with other amazing people.
Photo taken April 2nd 2021
