I look around me at loved ones who are adapting to the difficult realities of aging and wonder, how did we get here?
It did seem to happen all of a sudden, this need to shape our lives to advancing age. I’m luckier than most, so far, but here’s what I notice:
Once we would stay out dining, dancing, socializing until the wee hours. Now, we are more apt to dine early –and return home early– in recognition of failing eyesight and energy levels that have flagged, even if just a little bit.
In our youth we’d get by on a few hours sleep, while now, we’re anxious to get to bed early so we have a chance at seven or eight hours of rest. Many of us suffer middle-of-the-night insomnia (like me) and awaken early by nature, so sleep is a constant challenge.
When we’re young we think nothing of pushing our body’s limits and by the time we’re pushing 70 the piper demands payment. Our backs hurt, our hearts falter, various body parts need replacing. And that’s just the easy stuff.
There’s a lesson here (more than one!) but we’re learning it too late. To those of us who are younger, I can only say that if you would like the chance at a more functional old age, treat your body with respect.
Move your body every day, even if it’s just a 30-minute walk. By the way, size and shape do not have to be a hindrance.
Understand that there’s no need to push physical limits just because you can. Believe me, one day you’ll regret it.
Eat well and with good health in mind.
And equally important, give and receive love. Jettison negative energy (and people). Surround yourself with only those who wish the best for you.
And–wish the best for yourself, too, and act on it.
Namaste, my friends. Namaste.
Find our beautiful gifts for healing here.
Movement and laughter. There must be laughter!
Laughter is the very best thing.
The movement part is so important. I think it’s the secret to a long life. When you stop moving you start to get really old.
Yes, I really do agree on that.