The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
What does it mean to be aging wisely? Here are reflections on the unexpected gifts, physical realities, and quiet freedoms of growing older without pretending we aren’t.
I used to think passion had to come first. But after 505 days of Japanese practice, I realized I had it backwards. Here is why competence creates passion, not the other way around.
At 4:30 PM, covered in mosquito bites, my boss asked for one more thing. I felt guilty for even thinking “no.” Here is why I am finally learning that boundaries are not character flaws.
At 3 AM, I wasn’t awake from stress. I was awake because I am addicted to hope. At nearly 60, I am still chasing dreams instead of sleeping. Is this healthy optimism or just avoidance?
People say we are “rich” if we have a dream, regardless of our bank account. But sometimes I wonder if that is just a story we tell ourselves to feel better about living paycheck to paycheck.
I am living paycheque to paycheque at 57. I cycle to work because I cannot afford a car. By society’s standards, I failed. But somehow, I don’t feel like a failure. Here is why.
We have a bad habit of ruining good moments. We say “That was nice, but…” and immediately worry about tomorrow. Here is why you need to stop talking yourself out of feeling good.
Inside, we are all young souls looking through older eyes. Our faces are just a mask. Here is why I am finally making peace with the wrinkles and finding the unexpected gifts of aging.
The Quiet Longing for Renewal They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks, but what about a fresh coat? Nearing my late 50s, I’ve been mulling over something …
