This is a bit of a ‘write from the hip’ kind of post where everything just flows without me even breaking for a breath! My brain splurges thoughts through my head, my arms, down to my fingertips and sparks fly off the Macbook keys 🙂 So here we go guys…
While I was away in Bali (how long ago does that feel now?!) I posted a bikini selfie on Instagram. I felt really scared but liberated at the same time and the main reason I did it was to stick two fingers up at the cowardly trolls who scan the accounts of women my age and older and then make nasty comments about how they should be covering up ‘at their age’ – how they shouldn’t be wearing this or that and the most common negative comment ‘you’re too old to….’
I wanted that Instagram post to address this ageism and the outdated thinking that once you reach midlife you should shuffle off in your cosy mono-slipper and slanket (cosy though they are!) into the background of life and stay there.
Grey and fading.
Because you’ve had your time, old lady!
I think my mission was well received – I was inundated with comments from like-minded, pro-ageing women saying “Good for you!” and “How dare anybody tell us what we can wear or what we should be doing because we are over 50!”
And you know what I realised?
There are a whole host of us women out there who are bright, vibrant and full of ambition and drive who won’t be told what to do because we hope we have a lot of life left ahead of us to be who we want to be in this new phase of our lives.
Going through the menopause is a bumpy journey for many of us, but it can also be bloody exciting! It’s a fresh page, the next chapter with plot twists galore!
So let’s make it what the hell we want without any restrictions on us by society. Get that new job, wear that double leopard print outfit, start your dream career/business.
And for me, this means tackling the limiting beliefs I had about so many things.
One of these limiting beliefs is that I thought I had got as far enough in my career as a freelance writer/content creator as I was going to get because now magazines don’t have the budget for me and they would rather hire a young, digital savvy, finger-on-the-pulse-of-all-that-is-woke-20-something. Remember, this is something that I TOLD MYSELF. Nobody told me that – my negative talking brain told me it – and how many of us listen to these untrue stories that we tell ourselves that aren’t really a true fact? All of us, I reckon.
And then I realised, well I’m glad they’re hiring those young women – they’re incredible (I know, I’m raising two of them) But you know what I know now as well? That there is also a place for me and my writing.
I have a voice and it is the voice of women who define age as having no boundaries – who know what they want, or maybe they don’t know what they want but are delighted to learn and discover and experiment with life.
We want to connect and talk to each other to find out what works for us in our lives – what we can do to make life as healthy, fun and positive as it can be.
And I want to write for us! These women like me, who share my dreams and the same passions. So that is what I am doing and I know from all of the lovely comments I get when I post on Instagram or blog or tweet and FB we are all interested in so many things and so there is a place for all of us.
Our place is out there in the open, wearing our bikinis (if we want), lifting weights, dancing like dervishes, learning new skills, furthering our education and gaining qualifications, being mums, grans, wives, giving the best advice, having belly laughs with our friends.
Being vibrant. Being us. Being Amazing.