As I Get Older



As I get Older…

As I get Older, I try to feel younger. I exercise, I eat right, I do nothing to excess, but enjoy those rare and random excesses.

As I get Older, I appreciate the wisdom I have acquired over the years. I appreciate being to help those younger than me and at the same time (know that) I can learn from them, too.

As I get Older, I find that I appreciate more and more the arts, hugs, my alone time, time with family.  I also appreciate those hard acquired friendships.

As I get Older, I realize more and more that others around me – also getting older – get either bitter, withdrawn and apathetic…

…or

…embracing, caring, empathetic and exciting to be around.  I hope I am this way to others and continue to be.

As I get Older, I see History repeat itself… we used to hear that a lot when we were young: “History Repeats Itself”

It is important to learn as much as we can so that the bad things in history do not happen again.  WWI, WWII all the wars before, in between and after. I hate thinking that it seems we are always on the brink of world WWIII.

I shake my head and ask myself why.

As I get Older, I find myself asking myself why a lot. 

As I get Older, I think about where I’ve come from and where I’m going. I think about the should haves, could haves and would haves from time to time but still, I feel no regrets.

After all, I am where I am now because of where I came from. This is where my Journey Path has taken me.

As I get Older I think more and more about my legacy.  When I am gone, will I be remembered and if so, for what and for how long? 

Will my memory die when those close to me die? Or is there still enough time to do more for the world, more for myself and be remembered for Greatness…

Or

Perhaps

I’ll just feel solace and satisfaction as another unsung hero…. 

Or

None of the above.

As I get Older, I realize that though my bones and joints aren’t what they used to be, that I can’t eat what I want now (at least not to excess!), can’t run as fast, do as much in the gym, can’t jump as high, see as far, (or see as near!) I do enjoy getting Older.

We are all getting older.

As you get Older, what are some of the differences, the negatives and more importantly the positives you see in your life?

Hippy New Year – Thoughts PinBalling Inside My Skull

Hippy New Year – Thoughts Pin-Balling Inside My Skull

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As 2016 comes to a grinding halt and we set our eyes on 2017, there are many thoughts pin-balling inside my skull.

Thought I’d try to make sense of those thoughts here.
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I’m getting older.  I still feel like I’m in my 30s, act like I’m in my 20s but am starting to think like I’m in my 80s.  It’s that latter thought that reminds me I’m getting older.

What will I regret or be proud of when I’m in my 80s sitting in a rocking chair (or a tatami mat or bean bag chair) and pondering (lamenting) on all the things that filled my life?

Things I didn’t do but wanted to; things I’ve done and didn’t want to do; and of course the things I’ve pursued and accomplished.

How will I feel about the life I’ve lived from day to day?  From the Exciting to the Mundane, the Happiness to the Insane, the love filled days – to days of bitter sadness that seemed impossible to shake (fortunately those have been few and far between)?

That Day to Day life that has not only shaped who I am today but will – I presume –  have made me the person I will be in my 80s (and 90s! And if all goes well when I’m a Centurion… er… Centenarian!) sitting on a tatami mat (or beanbag chair!) sipping green tea, or a fine red wine or the juice of some fruit I’ve just blended.

When I’m in my 80s or 90s, I’m sure that I will appreciate how the Past me took care of the Future me.

And if you think about it, both the Past me and the Future me are living in the Now.

But we don’t walk our Journey Paths alone. So…

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On this last day of the year, I think about the friends and family who have passed into the great Unknown.

I think about all the musicians who died this past year. Musicians whose music helped raise me in areas of my life where my mother and father couldn’t.

I watch my son, getting older, trying new things, loving animals (as he takes care of two roosters, two hens, two turtles, a fish, a cat, a dog, and cockroach from Madagascar), pursuing art, practicing judo and taking on life armed with curiosity and gusto.
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I think fondly of my wife who has been there through it all. My ups and downs. Our ups and downs. The topsy-turvy curve balls life has thrown at us. I can’t believe we have been together almost two decades.

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I regularly meet with special friends a few times a week to make music, drink wine, laugh, talk about love and life, stare at a fire.  I don’t know where I would be – or who I would be – without them.

All these special people I’ve mentioned above are my Family.

I miss my friends and family back in the ‘old’ country – a place I left in my 20s to see the world.

I think about them often and always wonder – in an alternate universe – What If?

What if I never left my country of birth? What would I be doing now? What would they be doing now?

Pebbles. Lakes. Ripples.

With about half my life under my belt and – The Universe willing – another half to go, I seek to continue to try to make myself a better person, to help make the world a better place – anyway I can – by being nice to people, giving what I can, sharing my art and ideas, helping others with their art and helping them make their ideas a reality.

Pebbles. Lakes. Ripples.

As I think about the past year and look forward to this next one and as the pinball stops ricocheting in my brain, this clichéd mantra comes to mind – and for some reason it is really hitting home right now as I sit and write:

We’re all in this together.

In other words, we only have us, so let’s treat each other well.

May 2017 bring you Happiness, Peace, Love & Adventure!

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