- 60 is the new 40
- 60 isn't the new 40
- Aging Gracefully
- All is Well
- Becoming Stronger
- Celtic Spirituality
- Changing Careers
- Cleaning Closets
- Coming Soon
- Examining Life
- Facing Adversity
- God is near
- Hoodie Hoo
- It is what it is
- Life well Lived
- Negative Energy
- No guarantees
- Positive Energy
- Power of Belief
- Realistic Expectations
- Sacred Places
- Seeing is Believing
- Voice Artist
- Voice Over
- Young At Heart
Have you ever considered learning to play the bagpipes? I have. There’s even a bagpipe chanter tucked away in my storage waiting for the day I start blowing those pipes.
If choosing one word to describe my creative endeavors, it would be, “curious.” Had I understood all the many expressions of art when I was a school girl, I probably would have gone to an art school.
But in those days I thought art school was only about drawing and painting. There’s so much more to the arts than that.
As an adult I suffered from a lack of focus in the pursuit of arts and crafts and my path wandered from throwing pottery to painting ceramics; from photography to candle making; from jewelry design and crafting to wearable fabric art.
I’ve sung everything from Barbershop to Brahms – from acapella to with chorus & full orchestra. I’ve been a…
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“Live, that’s the message! Yes, life’s a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death.” Auntie Mame
Life is a banquet! It’s time for a new adventure, the possibilities are endless and there are many Muses one can follow.
Shall I follow Terpisichore the Muse of Dance? Or, Thalia, the Muse of Comedy? Where would Euterpe, the Muse of Song lead? How may of the arts can one explore?
When you follow your Muse and step up to the banquet of life adventures are sure to follow.
A new blog is in the works, new adventures waiting and I hope you’ll join me. Who knows where the path will lead as we follow this Muse or that along the way. The conversation around the banquet table should be lively. So –Stay tuned.
“All of us need to be in touch with a mysterious, tantalizing source of inspiration that teases our sense of wonder and goads us on to life’s next adventure.” – Rob Brezsny
I think it’s time for a new adventure. Not just any adventure but one that explores the mysteries and beauty of expression.
Follow me into a New Year, filled with new adventures, new voices in an all new blog. Coming Soon!
Aging certainly isn’t what it was in our parents’ and grandparents’ generations. But what makes 60 different today? In our youth, we Boomers determined couldn’t trust anyone over 30. Then we reached 30 and had to ask – “Now what?” The answer? Hang onto our youth.
Little did we know as we watched The Bionic Man and Woman on TV that we too might one day be bionic beings. Have a problem with your hips or knees? Break some fragile bones and need to replace a wrist or shoulder? Trade in those old bones for new, artificial joints. Sagging boobs or butts? Dr. Nipentuck will be glad to lift ’em up. Teeth failing? Dr. Gleaming-White can provide you with new implants. Wrinkles and loose facial skin? Start with the miracles of chemistry available at the finest cosmetic counters, drug stores and from your Mary Kay lady. If that fails Dr. Nipentuck will be happy to revive your face with the latest plastic surgery. The list of body parts and functions that can be helped by the miracles of chemistry or surgery goes on and on from our outward appearance to our performance behind the closed doors of our bedrooms.
That path is both blessing and curse. It’s a blessing to keep our minds and body fit and healthy. It’s a curse when the pursuit of youth take us on a path the outward face of which is more caricature than real person. Yet with each passing year Old Man Time plays havoc with our minds and bodies. Blessed are they who find the balance and peace of self-acceptance in this battle with Old Man Time. Ultimately it’s a battle we must lose. Time moves on and the years go by. With each class reunion, more people have joined the list of those who have passed from this life. That list is longer when one is 60 than it was at 40. It’s inevitable.
In truth 60 is 60. But, I would suggest that 60 now is different. For the most part, or at least among the Boomers in my circles, we have no intention of going quietly into any final good-nights. No. We’re going to rock ‘n roll as long as we can. We no longer suffer the angst of our youth; we have nothing further to prove. Rather than retire, many of us enter new, second careers and pursue the interests and passions we dreamed of in our younger days. Active adult communities are springing up everywhere. Communities where the residents have access to classes, recreation and a vibrant social life with other like-minded neighbors. Is 60 the new 40? No, and thank God it isn’t. But neither is 60 “old” in the way it was in generations past.
What do the future decades hold for aging Boomers? Perhaps the play list accompanying our Golden Years will change. Will The Village People sing “Got a Letter from the AARP” or KC and the Sunshine Band sing “I gotta put on my my my orthopedic shoes to boogie with you” as comedian Tim Hawkins suggests? Will we start new rock groups like Earth Wind and Fiber or The Grateful We’re Not Dead? Or, perhaps our 70’s and 80’s will find us sitting around the warm heat of a fire pit at the senior center, puffing our medical marijuana and singing Karaoke to The Beatles greatest hits. Indeed, the lyrics “I get by with a little help from my friends” take on a whole new meaning with each passing year.