Been Over The Hill

I remember when I turned 40, yeah I had black balloons and slippers that farted when you walked, and of course the walking cane with a mirror and horn on it. But what is the mentality of reaching this milestone? No longer is my face free of wrinkles, in fact there are now many lines around my eyes and mouth, but I am not worried, you see I have earned each of those lines with laughter and joy. Proud…. you can say that, because I have had much happiness in my life so far.
My hair now has bits of grey in it. But again, no worries, each grey hair can be thought of as a life lesson I have experienced, and will not have to take that lesson again. As for the ego, well, no longer is winning so important. Being the best, having the most, I could care less what others think of me. Now my thinking has changed over from caring about what people think of me to, caring about how others feel.
I now feel as if I am taking action in which direction my soul is leading me, growing ever quiet is the voice of the ego, and it seems I am better able to understand which voice is speaking to me, the one of the soul or the one of the ego. It seems as if my Intuition has gotten stronger, or maybe it is that I am just listening to it more. This has been a true tour guide in the game of life.
It seems that I question things now more on a spiritual level, I have grown and matured, and am now more comfortable as to who I really am. I have noticed more things in the past couple of years, that I would have passed off as coincidence before. It seems that I am tuning in more to the cosmic vibrations around me. Balance? Maybe! Is it that our souls get to a point where they are comfortable asking questions and being more open to changes.
So far I am finding that my forties are magical, I know now when to be sensitive and firm without doubt. I can sense when others need space or a shoulder to cry on. Wisdom some may say, the great school of life. The only thing that seems to matter is that I live each day like it is my last, and find joy and beauty in everyday things, and maybe just maybe, have the opportunity to show others the same.
So far 40 is great, and I am told that 50 is even better. Have a great Day my friends.
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Congratulations on reaching another perceived milestone. In my mind, the appearance of grey hair symbolizes wisdom earned through meaningful life experience. As for age, each person is only ever as young or as old as he feels. Numbers are less relevant than what you do during the time you have been given. In this life, much is based on what you choose to see, what you desire to see, and whether you choose to grow. The ultimate dimensions of growth aren’t hierarchical and don’t follow ego logic, though many people have been led to believe that is the case.