Changing decades
There are not too many things that I am absolute about, but this one I am - everybody has had the "birthday discussion": why we celebrate them, what the big deal is blah, blah and so and a few more things. Well, just for the record, I love birthdays (and now to indulge myself)...and one of the reasons why is that that was the day you come into being (again or for the first time, but it's your arrival date). And in my third eye that means a little something.
So in a couple of weeks (probably less), I will be in the midst of the annual celebration - a Birth Day.
This year there is an added delight - I am changing decades. I am leaving the exhilarating, immortal-like debauchery of my 20s and entering a more sophisticated debauchery of my 30s. How lovely. Tears hit my eyes as I'm struck with the potential. It's funny when you stop looking through the lense of the past and feel the freedom of the future - "aging" becomes a whole new process. Truly, knowing what you want can be a gift in itself.
I was planning to throwing a big "Fantasy Party" and was going to request that everybody had to come dressed up as their fantasy...my tag line was that if you are unsure or stuck for a costume I will give you a fantasy (my present to the world for entertaining the presence of the likes of myself). Actually, the reason for the fantasy party is that "dress ups" or "costumes" provide enough of a disguise that many feel more comfortable and reveal a bit more of themselves behind their illusions. And there is no other place that I love more than that sweet spot of gentleness, slight vulnerability - raw and beautiful - when someone reveals even a sliver of themselves and comes out to play. That moment when we stop acting (or being actors) and are simply true in our own presence...
Apparently I'm complicated.
Apparently what has happened in my 20's is that I became clear (at least to myself) about what I like and what turns me on.
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