Monday, August 12, 2013
Living The Truth..."You Truth"
I had no intention of writing about this subject this morning, but as I was running my hand through my hair after being in the garden, I was taken aback by how thick my hair is and how gray it is becoming. It made me remember something I have said many times...that I want a long gray braid. Mother earth sort of look. Maybe this is the time to grow it out. I don't much care about the styles dictated by people sitting in an office picking out which "looks" should be for the coming season. I am not one to live by what is "in" and by what label displayed on our clothing might say how much money we have to spend. I try once in a while to step it up a notch, but its not me so it never lasts. The real me is a strong willed creature, always clamoring to live in authenticity. I was never embarrassed by my gray hairs, so never colored them over. Two reasons for that, no three reasons actually....one, I am lazy about such things and would no doubt have roots showing 99% of the time....two...chemicals. If I spend so much time working on eating healthy, and avoiding chemicals, then henna would be about as far as I would go....third reason and maybe the one that should be first, because to me its the most important. I like to stand on truth and I personally don't like being tricked, so why would I try to trick someone else, and coloring my hair is hiding a truth, I am getting older, its a truth. I am not 40 something, I am 59 next week. I am not hoping someone says, "from the back I thought you were 30" or try to convince someone I am younger than I am. I am not uncomfortable with getting older. Admittedly, there are times I am angry about how fast time is flying by, there is so much more to do and no doubt in 40 years, I will not be able to do all that I do now. I have so much on my bucket list and so far to go in becoming the kind of person I want to be. A life work. The wrinkles on my face can stay, no need for creams and surgeries to remove what is there by nature. Contentment flows deep through my veins. I don't have to lie about how old I am or what time has given me. I have no desire to try to fool people or hang onto youth as if youth itself were some god to be worshiped. I have no desire to be that woman in the store that you see from behind and think she is younger than she is, only to see her face on and know that she is working hard to fight a loosing battle with aging, hoping to remove 10 years with botox or expensive facial treatments. I am all for keeping our bodies in good working condition and staying vital, working towards spiritual peace and keeping our brains active, but with maintaining truth of who we are and where we are in life. Truth is truth, and I choose to be truthful with aging. This is just my perspective for me. Not a sermon on how everyone should live. The sunflowers are past their prime, but they give so much still. Food, and shelter, the very things vital to so many little creatures.
It is a silent sort of morning, sitting next to the wood stove in my rocker, watching the birds outside my windo...