When Do You Become Old?

Is being old an age, a feeling, or both?


Some people seem to get old before their time.


They go about echting and kretzching–at 40 and 50, they are saying this hurts and I feel crummy about that!  Nu, I’m not 18 anymore!


Other people never, literally almost never seem to get old.


One lady I know is going to be 94 this month and she is going strong mentally, emotionally, and physically.  It almost seems impossible.  


This guy in the photo has a funny shirt on that says:

“I thought growing old would take longer.”


Yeah, it does sort of creep up on you, but really, really fast.  Like where the heck did that come from!


I know inside for me, I always still feel like a kid. 


I have the same funny side, playful side, and curious side; the desire to be productive and accomplish something meaningful with my life and time, and to love and be loved. 


Yeah, things hurt a little more than they did years ago–can’t believe the things I used to be able to do–Yes, at one time, I use to break cinder blocks with my bare hands, true!


But now, I can do other things like swim and hike and I love to write things that I am passionate about or to be a little creative too!


Maybe we do not get old…maybe we are just like caterpillars that morph into something else like butterflies during this life and into the life beyond. 


Age is experience, learning, growth–lots of mistakes–and then recovering and trying again and harder.  


Life is wonderment and excitement and appreciation for every amazing beautiful thing. 


No, life does not get old. 


Suffering and loss gets old quick and wish it never was. 


But we are physical bodies with eternal souls, so we go on and on into the wild blue yonder. 😉


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Awesome Drumbeat of Life

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Just thought this was such an awesome drum. 


On the top of the drum was a painting of a drummer. 


And on the side was a picture of a beautiful lady dancing. 


It was so simple, yet so eloquently done.


There is something amazing when you can literally feel the art come so alive.


Almost like seeing and feeling the vision of the artist as if looking directly through his eyes.


Our experience her on earth is that of our soul moving and acting in a surreal physical world.


But in so interacting, we leave behind and impact this world with artifacts, and deeds to others, that last beyond ourselves and the moment. 


What a wonderful world G-d has placed us in to experience his wonders and to learn and grow.


I can feel the drumming of my heart and the dancing of my feet all along the way.


And even though I don’t comprehend everything I am experiencing or the decisions that I must make, in it contains not only deep intrigue, but also genuine surprise and challenge, and ultimately meaning, every step  along the marvelous path of G-d’s garden. 


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Stop To Think OR Stop Thinking

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The Thinker.


It’s very important to have time (and space) to sit down and think. 


Not just go through life in the motions–“doing”–because that’s the way we always did it or that’s the way your parents did it, or that’s what your teachers or society told you to do. 


Thinking means we evaluate and assess what we are doing.  Are we going in the right direction?  Are we happy with ourselves?  Are we good people doing good things?  Are there things that we regret and need to learn from and/or course correct. Can we do better and what does better mean? 


I remember at a certain point in my life working very hard, but also feeling like I was in a fugue–and when I “awoke” I couldn’t figure out where the time went to and why I had been sort of numb for a time. Were some things perhaps too raw or painful to deal with (better to shut them off somewhere in a little box) or was I just moving so fast and so hard that I just lost sight of my surroundings and the meaning or lack from it all. 


But then I started to feel and think again. And I knew it because it was like an monumental awakening from a long hibernation through eons of time and space. What precipitated it all, I don’t really know. But when it started coming back–memories, feelings, some satisfactions, too many regrets–I knew that I had been gone a while and wasn’t sure exactly where I’d been. 


So need to regularly stop and “smell the coffee”–think and feel–not just do like a real dummy or stubborn a*s. 


The dilemma with thinking is too much or too little is that it can be a dangerous thing. 


Too much time to ponder and you can become lost in thought or mired in analysis paralysis. Don’t bother me, I’m still thinking about it. Or perhaps, your thinking can be “all wrong” and messed up–your misunderstanding, misconstruing, not thinking clearly or brainwashed by others–maybe those with good intentions who want you to be like them, who think they know better, who mean well but are misguided when it comes to YOU or are engulfed by their own zealousness, self-righteousness or are even jerks trying to f*ck with you. 


Also, while ample time to think can leave you revitalized, with new direction, commitment, and enthusiasm, the flip side is you can become demoralized or depressed by “it all,” It’s too much, it’s too hard, it’s too meaningless, or even it’s too overwhelming important and meaningful. 


Then there is too little thinking going on in that head of yours, and you are a dumb, numb robot who washes, rinses, repeats…not knowing why they are doing it or maybe even that they are doing anything, just that they are in a state of being. It easy maybe to turn off to the world, to keep running on the treadmill of life, get up and do the same routine day-in and day-out.  Not questioning.  Not feeling.  Not getting hurt or dealing with issues better left for another day. But that’s not living. That’s a life of a sick roaming flesh-eating zombie. Someone just stick that iron rod through that useless skull already. 


Think and live…live and think…go forward as in a directed, meaningful way, and not as the walking dead in pain and sorrow or lost in the abyss of lifelessness. 😉


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

It’s The Way You Look At Things

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It’s the old saying, “Is the glass half empty or half full?”


You can be a positive Peter or a negative Nellie. 


Your choice–or disposition, perhaps. 


Last week one day when the weather was bad out and I was entering the indoor pool for my laps, someone said to me, “The worse it is out there, the better it is in here.”


And he was right, you can complain about the weather or whatever, but you can appreciate having great indoor facilities or just a roof over your head. 


If you look up, you can be inspired to reach for the next rung, and if you look down you can be grateful for how far you’ve already made it. 


Also, however bad off you might be, there are always others who are worse off. 


As a kid, I remember hearing about the person who was missing a hand and feeling bad about themselves, until they meet someone who was missing both arms. 


I do recall in actuality riding the NYC subways and poor people would come through the end doors between the cars (not allowed on the DC Metro) to go begging from money through the train–the unbelievable thing was that they were just a stump of a body from the waste up (no lower body whatsoever!) getting around by sliding themselves on a skateboard inches of the ground–can you imagine that? 


Perspective…my father used to say, “Smile and the whole world smiles with you.”


Sometimes just the motion (even if it’s just an act) of putting on that happy face can actually transform you to being happier. 


No, not a placebo effect, but like the Jewish notion that from doing can actually come the feeling.


In other words, just try–there is so much to be positive about and thankful for–not just on Thanksgiving–coming up next week–but all year round. 


Life is a journey full of learning and growing–not a destination. 😉


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Exclamation, No Point

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Thought this guy had a really interesting shirt…

 
Just an exclamation mark (nothing else)!
 
But what’s the point of the exclamation mark?
 
An exclamation mark denotes emphasis–but on what is the emphasis here–is it just on him as a person?
 
I like the shirt…it says I feel strongly…I am human, and things have meaning to me.
 
I guess if you want to know the details about what he feels strongly about, you’d have to get to know him better or ask.
 
Maybe that’s the point, the exclamation is that I am worth getting to know…my life has emphasis and meaning…just check me out. 😉
 
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Looking At It From The Perspective Of Others

Looking At It From The Perspective Of Others

This was a funny sign hanging on a tree on one of the hiking trails.

It’s a deer and it says “Please Don’t Kill Me!”

With it was a notice about hunters sparing the deer population.

It’s interesting that often we don’t look at things from the perspective of others.

In this case, the deer just wants to be free and alive–and is begging for his life.

As people, we don’t really think of what the deer wants or for that matter often what other people want–we just care about what we want.

Good to remember that we all have our perspective on life and that we should respect diversity of thinking, feeling, and being.

Hey, and unless those deers are bothering you… 😉

(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Feeling Groovy

Feeling Groovy

So some colleagues at work told me about getting a Swedish Massage.

I listened to how it helps them with aches and pains as well as to just relax.

One guy mentioned that he tried a couples massage with his wife and it was really awesome as an event together.

Not that I thought in a million years that I would ever get a massage myself, but going away with my honey, this seemed like just the right thing to do.

We ended up at the spa in the Westin and had the most relaxing massage that I could ever imagine.

Some lemonade, calm music, dim lights, and a view of the ocean made it just perfect for us.

I realized where some new pain points for me were, how important a little work-life balance can be, and could only say, “What other times are you available this week?”

Uh oh, I think I’m hooked.

OMG–thank you, but maybe I should’ve never tried it (it’s an expensive habit)! 😉