Ageless You.
Check out my new collabo with artist Nina Gee!
Sometimes forgetting a birthday can bring wondrous creations…
We can be an age — or we can be ageless.
Nina and I — being the creators that we are — decided to launch a line of greeting cards, prints and other wonderful future iterations of Ageless You.
Her art + my words = magic!
Long ago and far way, I wrote a book called The Reluctant Tarot Reader: Adventures in the Gypsy Trade. A popular essay was “How To Be Ageless”. I adore women but grew tired of the obsession with youth, physical bodies and denigrating jokes about menopause. We were all headed there — but it seemed that if we ignored or cast stones, perhaps meno would magically go away and we’d forever remain an earthly 25.
No thank you. There are other ways to achieve agelessness than Botox, butt lifts and lip injections.
Though I will say — with a slight bit of satisfaction — that what I was once mercilessly bullied over in childhood is now what women chase. Thank you, Kim K. The Wheel turns.
Never said I wasn’t vain!
{Side note: I’m one of the few women crying out in the wilderness over how much I love menopause. It drives some of my female clients crazy when I mention how much I love menopause. Peri, not so much. Yet women are granted the invitation and initiation that menopause brings — and the amazing gifts that wait once we cross.}
My mom was old-school: Never ask a woman her age. None of us knew until it was written in her obituary.
Why not? Is there something shameful about becoming the third face of the Goddess?
I reframed mom’s mantra and stopped believing in age and birthdays. Chronological age is as real as this world. As Roger Ebert revealed, It’s all an elaborate hoax.
What is the essence of love? How are we all One? How do I love someone who seems heinous and yet they are part of me? My spiritual body takes precedence over anything in this world, including a physical body which I adore but will someday be dust.
Not one thing in this world is true. It does not matter what the form in which it may appear. It witnesses but to your own illusions of yourself . . . There is no fear in us, for we are each a part of Love itself. — A Course in Miracles, Lesson 240
So whenever someone asks how “old” I am, I make it a game and reply, How old do you think I am?
They’ll guess and I’ll say, Great! That’s my age today.
Some will get flustered and say, C’mon, tell me your age! Tell me!! Let me see your license!
Nope. Not important.
If they push, I’ll say, 6,000 years. Or 60,000?
Maybe I’ll send them a card instead.
Here’s to fabulous ageless you!
Nina Gee’s website. Check out her gorgeous art, including the Ageless You collection!
Nina on Instagram @inkpaperfable
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