I miss my lips. Like all pre-teen girls I spent a lot of time looking at myself in the mirror. All the things that were wrong with me came to the forefront. My eyes were no really any color, neither green or blue, sort of both but not really. My ears stuck out and my hair was not blond. Everyone wanted blond hair in the 60's. My nose was strong and my eyebrows were unruly. There were two things I liked about myself. My long neck and my lips.
My neck is good; I can still wear a necklace -- even a choker. I found out years later that my father used to worry my neck was too long. What did he think they might do about my long neck?
Back to my lips. My lips were nice heart shaped lips. Now they are gone. I'm told it is my age and the loss of estrogene.
It isn't that I wasn't aware that older women lost their lips. It is just that I never anticipated it happening to me. Now I understand why all those women used to put lipstick larger than their lips. They also missed their lips. The problem is that the application of lipstick doesn't really help that much. It just makes you look silly and somehow older.
This is the sign of aging I am most conscious about. Don't get me wrong. I'm not the kind of person who will put silicone in my lips. That seems to end in disaster - the lips are way too big. I just miss my lips.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
I should have known this would never work
It seems to me we know more than we acknowledge. We believe it is impossible to know things about our future. But we do have signs a clues all along the way that can give us insight into the choices before us.
What are those clues and how might we recognize them?
It seems we should pay attention to those inner pieces of wisdom that spill from the stillness within us. These fall into the category I think of as - I should have known this wouldn't work when. People tell us who they are and they give us vital information we often ignore or pretend did not occur until it was too late.
Maya Angelou tells an amazing example of this phenomena. She says "The first time someone shows you who they are believe them." She recounts a time in her life when a man told her he was a mean SOB. However, she later got in a car with him. She was in the back seat with no way out when he pulled onto a Railroad track and stopped. As a train approached and he kept the car on the track. She and others in the car screamed and pleaded for him to move the car. He laughed and at the final moment he drove off the track. He had now proven he was indeed mean.
In many lesser ways, we all receive these messages. Too often we fail to pay attention to them. I am going to explore the idea of all those things we miss in our world. Hopefully, for all our benefit.
What are those clues and how might we recognize them?
It seems we should pay attention to those inner pieces of wisdom that spill from the stillness within us. These fall into the category I think of as - I should have known this wouldn't work when. People tell us who they are and they give us vital information we often ignore or pretend did not occur until it was too late.
Maya Angelou tells an amazing example of this phenomena. She says "The first time someone shows you who they are believe them." She recounts a time in her life when a man told her he was a mean SOB. However, she later got in a car with him. She was in the back seat with no way out when he pulled onto a Railroad track and stopped. As a train approached and he kept the car on the track. She and others in the car screamed and pleaded for him to move the car. He laughed and at the final moment he drove off the track. He had now proven he was indeed mean.
In many lesser ways, we all receive these messages. Too often we fail to pay attention to them. I am going to explore the idea of all those things we miss in our world. Hopefully, for all our benefit.
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