This week, I’m sharing an article I recently wrote for The Perennial Gen on aging like a star, with help from the medieval mystic Hildegard of Bingen. You can begin here and continue at The Perennial Gen’s website. Thanks for reading! And…shine on.
Dedicated to Polaris, “a rapidly aging giant star”
The other day, I played a little game with my husband. I asked him, “What do you think? Could I pass for forty?”
He looked at me. Squinted a little. “Yes,” he said, and I think he was telling the truth.
“What about thirty-eight?” I pressed.
“Sure,” he said.
I should have left it there, but something made me continue. “Thirty-five?”
At that point he began to look skeptical.
This game with my husband was affectionate; we laughed and teased. But behind it lies a serious hang-up. The fact is, I play this age game all the time. I don’t always play it overtly, but I do it in my mind. Because I have small children, I reason, that surely makes me seem younger to people I meet. Because I choose my best photo for my social media avatar, maybe I seem more youthful online.
When I play this game, I’m not just holding on to youthful beauty. I also want to be relevant. Vibrant. Involved. I want to have something to offer. So I try to convince myself (and others) that I can pass for a woman who is younger than she is.
Read the rest at The Perennial Gen.