30 Sec's on....
OMFG the Botox conversation has raised it's ugly head again.
I know! Quelle Horreur!
But all jokes aside, I have had three (3) conversations about it this week. Well, to be fair, I was an unwilling participant in one of them, because I just didn't realize the woman was speaking about me.
Well, seriously, hearing the phrase, Well, I don't want to be old and lonely like her, when I'm standing right there...
But anyway, I needed to speak about this today, because I'm at the age where I need to commit either way.
To be a botox babe...or not.
As you know though, about 5 years ago, I gave it a go.
I didn't like it. Well, that's not 100% accurate. I loved the less wrinkles bit, but I didn't like the Energy around getting less wrinkles. It felt like I didn't fit my face.
But anyway, I'm not here to bang on you, if you personally do, but I need to explain why I don't.
My son is 25 years old. And he's cool. I love the way he talks and thinks and that he is a kind human.
I love the bones of him.
I'm proud to be his Mum.
And working with Spirit has been a joy. I've worked with Spirit for as long as I can remember, and professionally over half my lifetime now, and as much as I love it, it's not for the faint hearted. You have to have a backbone.
And, forgive me for what I am about to say here, but I'm an attractive woman. I mean, I won't be attractive to you, if you are the kind of guy who likes 22 year olds, but I am a woman of substance. I have style, confidence, opinions and attitude.
I'm also the kind of girl who loves markets and second hand shopping. Not because I can't afford new, but purely because I love mixing and matching styles, years and sometimes designers.
I also have friends ranging from 16 to 82, and I love all our conversations. They are nurturing and supportive, powerful and empowering. There are no judgements or put downs. We celebrate whatever cool thing is going on in our lives.
I also love the way I live my days, the work I do, the friends I have, the family I am blessed with, and my horses.
I guess what I'm trying to say, is that my wrinkles are a part of my journey, a roadmap if you will, of my success and failures, laughter and tears but most importantly, love.
They are the signs that I am loved, and have loved.
Wishing you much love and abundance and a truly courageous heart.
T and Spirit