posted August 30, 2004 09:38 AM           

Where'd my best years go?

They seem to have escaped.

posted August 30, 2004 09:46 AM         

My point kind of was...that every day has blessings if we look for them. I try not to get caught up too much in the passage of time because it can tend to stymie us and our ambitions. A co-worker is turning 50 next week, and he is so upset about it, worried about his life, where it went and where he's going.

But I believe we can change our lives at any time any age, that we never have to let our hearts and souls grow old, even if our bodies betray us and get a little wrinkle-y.

Proxie, you are a bright light that will only grow brighter. I'm not saying that every day will be easy. But you have many many rewarding days ahead.

Oh--pixie. Get rid of the chemicals for your skin. Oily skin is good, helps prevent wrinkles and premature aging! Use the Orange Oil and E that we talk about in Oranges and Hyacinths, it's awesome. I'll find the post or post my recipe later. Orange lexis into NO AGE, after all.

posted August 30, 2004 12:31 PM         

I don't buy into that boxes theory. I think it simply makes no difference how many earth years you measure. It's what you do, or don't do with them that counts. Could that really be the reason your co-worker is upset? He may be thinking his life is flying by and the actual counting of years is how he measures it.

I guess when people think it's a big deal it becomes one. I wonder what those participants in the teen forum would think?

I know that to give something like that such power in your life will never set you free. I think you put yourself in a box when you think like that. Just my view

Gia

posted August 30, 2004 12:46 PM         

cheerio.

Gia

posted August 30, 2004 01:07 PM         

It's when others come 'round my box and tell me it should look this way or that way that I might get a mite prickly.

posted August 30, 2004 03:13 PM         

As I said, it really didn't make any difference at all. None. It was just something I briefly pondered. It has certainly informed me though. What an eye opener it's been. Now it's made me think of something else entirely.

Still I can't help but wonder what you think when you do your astrological chart based on your birth date. When you fill in a form, look at your passport, driving licence, or in fact, any number of things in life that remind us and others daily of our earth years.

Paras that's a bit of a cheek. Did you not ask me for my birth details not so long ago? Are you familiar with a physicist Alain Aspect? He does work on sub atomic particles. It's interesting stuff.

Trillian of course you are quite right that your box is your own. Absolutely correct.

I was told by a man called Bill the other day, that an electrical person see's with no eyes and hears with no ears quite well. He demonstrated how we do this daily. We simply close our eyes and see images and hear sounds of past experiences. Like I can still see myself as a child, hear my mothers voice and so forth. I just thought I'd share that. It really quite revealing. I'm loving the box I'm in right now and you are so right. It's my own to do with whatever I choose. Good job I say!

Gia

posted August 30, 2004 03:33 PM         

The other things, drivers license, passport, etc. are just a necessary annoyance. They are utilities that enable me to do certain things like travel or cash checks, and they sort of prove that Trillian is Trillian, but they really don't say much about me, do they? And if it's the birthdate in particular on those documents...well that just completes the circle: Am I defined by the passage of years? 'Cause chances are that even if the cashier at Wal-Mart notices my birthdate and figures out that I'm an Aries, it doesn't mean much to her. But if she figures out my age, she'll have notions about what that should mean.

posted August 30, 2004 03:38 PM         

I use a vitamin E cream made by Orjene, it's available inexpensively on the internet. It has other good things in it too, like avacado oil. Then I mix it up with pure Orange Oil. It's a little greasy but my face just loves it.
And it does not make me break out in pimples.

posted August 30, 2004 03:42 PM         

Anyway it may be hard for you to believe this, but I'm not going to look up that string and work your age out. The fact that you and others, wish to keep your age private is totally repected by me.

Trillian I hope you understand that I became more intrigued with the answers than I ever would have been with the median age. I thank you for giving me food for thought.

posted August 30, 2004 04:28 PM         

You know, I can't help myself, Gia. I am a born devil's advocate. Sometimes I argue just to remember that there are often innumerable sides to any issue. Long time ago (years and years ago! ) I read the unabridged Stranger in a Strange Land, and I remember being inspired by those who hung out with the Jubal character. When one of the women was asked "What color is that house on the hill?" she replied "This side is white." Meaning that she could not comment on a part of the house she could not see, and she didn't want to presume or assume.

So after saying all I've said I will concede that at its heart, age is just a number and we are what we are, no matter what people want us to be. To some I may be well-seasoned. But in the infinite, I am but an egg. (<---another Heinlein reference. )

lalalinda....you are an old soul!

posted August 30, 2004 05:44 PM         

I happen to think of it as a wonderful virtue.

When I had my business I'd got all my employees together once a month just to sit around a table, nibble something informally and chit chat about how we could improve or change certain things for the benefit of the company and ultimately all of us.

Now, perhaps it was not a very nice thing to do, but sometimes I just found it difficult to resist. I'd make something totally out of the ball park up in my head, sometimes bordering total madness, then propose it as my magnificient new idea. I then awaited the response from my staff with great interest. I so admired the ones that stood up and argued with the boss. I knew they were real and had our shared business interests at heart. I could understand why some would say nothing, but people who fell over themselves to agree with me, I found highly suspicious indeed.

What's that? What's that you say?
The possibility of another day?

You say today is Saturday?
G'bye I'm going out to play.....

I love that poem Trillian!

posted August 30, 2004 11:22 PM         

You are U and should be proud of the U in You!

I am still a kid; yet an adult. One day I might be immature and laugh myself ridiculously silly, the next day I might be serious. I might have some smile lines, and crows feet. Who cares? I sure don't. No one notices them. Why? Because I am very young at heart, I "play" every day. I work, excercise, do chores, play with my dog, enjoy myself every day that I can. Variety is the Spice of Life and if everyone were the same age, how boooring that would be!!! How would we learn from one another? I learn things from children and the elderly every day. I have friends of all different age groups and I LOVE that!

I am proud to have been born in the 60's. I was raised on I Love Lucy, Lost in Space, I Dream of Jeannie, BeWitched!, Batman, Happy Days, Laverne and Shirley, 8 is Enough, swimming, baseball, softball, boating, karate, and pineapple upside down cake.

Be proud of who you are, love yourself, embrace your age! Embrace others of all ages! Each generation is so unique, different, and interesting! When asking someone's age, please be gentle and do so politely! And if you are going to ask, you sure as heck should tell your age as well!

I am 39, and proud of it! Yeeeeeee Haaaaaawwww!!!!!!!!