My soul sister called me in a panic. She felt this strong pull to go to Peru ever since she could remember. When her grandmother was dying, my soul sister promised her she would go to Peru. Her grandmother always wanted to go there and regretted never taking the trip. My beautiful soul sister had been presented with the perfect opportunity to go to Peru. At first she was like, “Hellz yeah!”
Then her brain started chiming in with all sorts of un-serving thoughts.
You get the picture. Her heart and soul said yes and now her mind was questioning it.
I let her talk and get all of this out and then I had her do an exercise followed by a simple question.
I asked her to take a moment and step into her 90 year old self. I simply asked her, “What would you say to yourself right now?”
She said, “Go to Peru you wiener head!”
The answer about what to do was so clear.
After getting off the phone with my soul sister I asked my 90 year old self what I should do right now. She said, “Take a shower. You look and smell like a schemata. Bake that hot young man of yours some apple cake, clean up your mess because he loves when you do and squeeze his young tuchus when you see him.” Apparently my 90 year self has upped the amount of yiddish she speaks and is very wise.
I haven’t been ninety yet (at least not in this lifetime), but this is what I’ve learned from the 90 year within me.
You will remember the experience and not that you had to save for months to have it. You will more likely regret not experiencing it than spending the money.
Go out of your way to show them you love them. Do things simply because you know it will make them happy. You don’t know how long they will be with you so start right here right now.
When I’m 90 I’m going to be so grateful I drank smoothies for breakfast instead of scarfing down egg McMuffins, I chose to walk and move daily instead of being sedentary and that I trained my brain to think positively and to see the bright side of any situation. I’m excited to blow people’s minds when I rock my LED hula hoop after the early bird special.
I used to spend so much time worrying about what people would think of me and if they would like me. My 90 year old self doesn’t care. She wants to shake her groove thing in a velour track suit because it makes her happy. If someone thinks she looks crazy she knows it’s their projection of what they think of her and has nothing to do with her. My 90 year old self inspires me to dance down the street, dress in crazy sparkly outfits, wear feathers in my hair and make out with my husband wherever I am because I feel like it.
YOLO (You only live once) is a big saying with the kids these days. It’s true. You only live once (at least in this lifetime depending on your beliefs), but that doesn’t mean you should sleep with that stranger, scarf down that Big Mac, stay up all night, get crazy wasted on drugs and alcohol or spend all your money on a stripper. You do only live once, but hopefully you will wake up tomorrow and feel good about your choices.
If you are spending all your time working so you can afford stuff you think will make you happy, you might want to take a step back and realize what’s really important. When you are 90, you will remember that blissful day apple picking with your kids or that holiday you got to spend with your family before your grandpa died or that trip you took with your partner you’ll never forget. You won’t remember working your ass off and missing all that stuff so you could buy the latest gadget. You also won’t remember what that latest gadget was.
Please share below what advice would your 90 year old self give you right now. I would love to learn from your inner 90 year old. We all would.
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Tara, Beautiful message this week! I spent the last 2 days helping the family of my late friend, going through her closet, dressers, drawers, sorting, crying, dealing. She struggled and was dead at 62. It is all just STUFF, in the end, but these things were her joy and her journey. The experience invigorated me-I danced like a fool for HOURS at a wedding last night and I am sitting here on the couch sporting a glittering BeataBrand Gold Disconium Sweatshirt today, because I am ALIVE. This was before I even read your post – you hit the nail on the head. My life, I am living it! Thank you.
You are an amazing friend Donna. You are alive…and you are rockin it. What is your inner 90 year old telling you?