People keep asking me if I’m freaked out about turning 50 this year. I’m not really, although perhaps a wee bit surprised by some of the thoughts going through my mind.
I mean, turning 50 really is the mother of all wake-up calls!
And I’ve caught myself thinking about all the things I still want to be, do and have in my life.
All the things I want to create and share.
All the ways I want to open further, deeper, more fully.
All the hugs still to give, kisses to be savoured, and well. . .you get the point.
Those are the things I’m putting my attention on as I begin living my fiftieth year.
Not the 50 lessons I may or may not have learned.
Not 50 tips to look and feel good at 50 (although all this juicing and healthy living looks good on me!)
No tips, lessons, or strategies.
Instead, I’m choosing to open.
Because we do have a choice; to open or to close ourselves off.
One is energizing and risky. The other is tight, and oh so painfully safe.
I get to choose. And so do you.