What Is Age?

“Some people are old at 18 and some are young at 90… Time is a concept that humans created.”

-Yoko Ono

Now this is a big one…

Seriously what is age? It is the most confusing thing! It is this abstract thing yet it dictates our lives. We judge a person by their age, they should be this, they should be that, they should have this, they should have that. It’s all what we make it. Sometimes I feel like I’m in the same boat as a 5 year old, although most times I feel like I’m in the same boat as an 85 year old..

Some people who are 60 act 25, some people who are 25 act 12, some 12 year olds act 70… Seriously none of it makes sense!!

I still find myself saying by this age I will have this, or be that. I guess it’s a good guideline, but realistically everyone has their own life path and they are all different!

Taking away the thought of categorizing yourself as being a certain age group, it allows you to connect with all individuals without limitation.

Birthdays have always been a weird thing. It like congrats you were born… it is not a personal achievement, but literally just a day that you came to life. I mean ok I guess that’s quite the miracle. And it does make everyone feel good about something!!

However with age does usually come growth and maturity. Although the fascinating this is we are also dying. Age/time - here we go again with time… lol but with age we are growing and dying at the same time. Our minds continue to develop and expand as our physical bodies start to break down.

Moral of the story is do not limit yourselves to people your own *age. You are forever a teacher and a student. Be open to all beings of every age and enjoy the moment because you never know what you will take away from it!

Age, like our names, are a label. Labels are what makes the world make sense, but they are also limiting. Be aware of the labels you create for yourself and that society puts on you. Obviously it’s hard to get rid of them, but self awareness is everything.

“We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.” -George Bernard Shaw