Funny to think, when I started this blog, my overall goal was to provide commentary from the viewpoint of an American woman in the middle of her life ("The Middle," get it?). And though it's not entirely accurate to say fifty years of age is the actual middle (That bastion of all human knowledge, Wikipedia lists WHO stats claiming US women live to an average age of 81-82 years), it is commonly regarded as a sort of midpoint "hump"in our lives, even though most of us probably won't be kicking around this mortal sphere as long as ol' George here:
I recently read a HuffPo article written by a woman who'd just turned forty, and she offered up this gem, "If you are wondering whether she's his daughter or his girlfriend, she's his girlfriend." I figure I have at least a few Life Lessons in my back pocket that rival this in veracity if not wit.
To wit:
-- Life's not fair. -- When I was little, I thought this meant that sometimes my sister would get a slightly larger piece of pie than I did. Now I know it means that my professional mentor died of cancer when he was only 59 years old. And sometimes very bad people get away with very bad things.
-- There is joy and beauty in the smallest of moments. -- I was reminded of this on a recent scuba trip, where all the divers were waxing poetic on the beauty of these (sometimes) tiny mollusks called "nudibranchs." On the very next dive, I saw a tiny piece of brightly colored … something, on the reef. I thought it was trash, but when I swam closer, I saw this little one-inch orange & black & blue critter slithering over the coral. So while everyone else was watching the turtles, I couldn't take my eyes off this teensy beautiful spectacle.
I try to focus on at least one tiny thing, at least once, each day: how good my dogs' fur smells, the softness of worn flannel sheets, the quality of mid-day winter light streaming into my cozy home. That chocolate exists. And I am grateful.
-- The only way to lose weight is to expend more calories than you consume. -- Paleo, Atkins, South Beach, … If they help you pay attention to what you eat and maybe eat more healthfully, then go for it. If you think they hold the miracle cure that's going to make you not want that piece of chocolate cake, you'll be disappointed. And three years from now, the new fad diet will be something else entirely, probably 180-degrees from what your current fad diet recommends you eat.
-- You are who you are. -- A fascinating movie series, "Seven Up!," follows a group of children every seven years through their lives as they grow up. And it's pretty clear the kids who were serious as kids, are the serious adults; ditto, the pranksters. You can become more or less who you are, but at the very core, little changes.
-- "Move your muscles." -- This one's thanks to my mom. She always said, if I was bothered, the best thing was to "move your muscles": go ride my bike, run around for a while. And she's right. More than anything else I've ever found for dark mental times, exercise has worked most often with most consistently positive results.
-- No matter how well you treat it, your body will betray you. -- This, I think, is the dirty secret that no one tells you. Or maybe the old people tell the young, but they just laugh it off. It's true, though. The body ages. So one day you're suddenly running a ten-minute mile when you used to be faster. Your eyes don't see as well at night. Or while reading. Or you wake up one morning and your back hurts. And you have no idea why. The body wears out. It just does.
-- But it will also continue to do some very remarkable things. --Just last week I did a cartwheel. And a handstand. And a handspring. And in yoga class, I can still (almost) always do a passable Crow.
Sometimes even the fancy version:
And there is always a part of me thinking, "Holy crap! I can't believe I'm doing this!" Not to mention my heart that keeps on beating every single day.
-- Love has many faces. -- I used to think Love just looked like this:
Now I know it looks like this:
or this:
It's everywhere, but it may be in disguise. Be vigilant so you don't miss it.
-- You can make a difference. -- I am frequently disappointed in my inability to affect change in our government. It seems like even voting for all the candidates that I think have the strongest morals, we're still involved in wars I neither support nor understand. I suspect it will always be this way. But in my very own neighborhood, I can organize a benefit for a local women's shelter. Or pick up trash in the park at the end of the street. Or stop to help a couple of lost hikers in the woods (of Hawaii rather than Alaska, but still, it's my "neighborhood" as long as I'm in it, right?).
-- Time is fleeting. (Corollary: This is not a dress rehearsal.) -- It really does seem like I was just turning thirty. Or that I just started the job at the clinic where I've now worked for twelve years. And how can my friend's daughter already be seven? So fast -- it goes by so fast. And then it's gone. There are no do-overs. This is it. Live your life, cuz it's the only one you get.
-- But Time heals. -- My father (and probably some wise guy before him) always said, This too shall pass. Many times in my life, I've been laid low by pain and tragedy. Most recently, I truly did think my divorce would kill me. But here I am, a mere six months later, still alive. -- Still wounded, but healing. A lot of work has gone into that healing, but so has the soothing salve of one minute simply passing into the next, one day, one month, … There are scars, but less active pain. With time.
-- Have compassion. -- The driver who just cut you off in traffic? The woman who's mumbling to herself in the checkout line? You don't know their stories. They may have someone dying at home. Or they might just be a jerk. But wouldn't you rather give them the benefit of the doubt? What does it cost you, really?
-- Find your higher power -- it can heal you. -- I'm an atheist, so it took me a long time to come around to the idea of "higher power." Truthfully, I'm still not comfortable with the term, but I can't think of anything better. For me, the thing that is bigger than I am is the universe itself. The waves continue to wash up on the shore. The earth keeps spinning. The trees keep blowing in the breeze. … All whether I'm here or not. And that gives me tremendous peace of mind, takes the pressure off, so to speak. I can do my part, but I don't have to figure it all out. The earth nurtures me, it supports my weight every time I set my hiking boot or running shoe or winter mukluk on its surface. We're so small on this planet -- give in to the idea there's something bigger than you out there. It's OK to be small.
-- Nothing is forever. -- Good or bad. Paradise or tragedy. Maybe the end will have something to do with you, maybe it won't. And maybe you're happy about this and maybe you aren't. But it's true in either case.
-- Be bold. -- I never regret what I do so much as what I don't do. Or have been afraid to attempt. Prudent judgment aside, I can't think of a trip I've taken that I've been sorry about. Or an exotic food I've sampled. Or a chance on love. Live large.
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Those are the big ones. I hope to learn as many lessons (though perhaps less painfully??) in my next half-century. And by the time I hit 101, I will be very wise indeed!
And if all of this sounds like too much BS, then just keep this in mind:
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