Yeah… this is a new segment on this blog, because I am a wife. And looking at the numbers, I seem to be an old one.
Maybe not ancient myself, but living with one guy for over 20 years makes me and old wife, sooo… why not?
Listen to me rambling.
Today about AGE.
Only because I jumped into a talk about it on Spirit of Old page, somehow it hit me… again, not that I got it for the first time, that… they were right. Those adults from my childhood trying to tell me to wait. To not getting everything in. To wait until I grow up, because then I will understand… Strangely I still am not sure if I get it, I mean maybe bots of life are much more obvious, but the rest, I mean…
It is a mess.
Sooo…
… when they tell you to wait, because everything will be more clear with age, do not think: I am old enough I can touch the shelf, or I am old enough, I can go to school alone, I can choose my dress, school, buy home… to be honest, when the heck is that AGE coming, when I know everything?
Or it is not the point?
Knowing everything in fact could make me not to like life… to choose erase on my life machine… because life sucks a lot, stinks, is painful and… still, it is such an awesome journey, such an adventure if you only stop listening too much those around you. Listen the old ones, really old, you will know which one are worthy, they will tell you, that they still know nothing, those listen to…
The rest, Instagram wise asses… threw away.
Use your own brain, read books, hug trees, look at nature, spend time in the woodlands, meadows and look at plants, check how diverse they are and know it, always, that you are one of them…
