There are many ways of expressing and embodying freedom. One of the big ones for women, is to step outside of the rules that have been laid down for us. The rules state that we must hide our natural beauty as ageing women, that we must pretend to be like our younger sisters. We must dress like them, try to make our skin and bodies look like theirs and hide our wisdom behind the giggling uncertainty that is a natural feature of young girls.
Well, screw that! Hahaha, why would we hide what makes us so gloriously beautiful? It is our wisdom and we have earned it through love, loss, caring and living ALL of our years. Our years have made us. Why would we deny them? And our younger sisters, what of them without strong, authentic older women living freely and wildly expressing, asserting what it is to be woman coming into the ripeness of wisdom? Will we teach them to fear their power? Will we teach them to hide from the years or will we show them what a free woman looks like?
Lots of women my age seem to trail an apology in their wake. They’re sorry that they’re lined, grey, too fat, too thin, too whatever. Shadow women trying to blend in and hide. And I want to pull them out into the light and drape them in beautiful colours and crystals and flowers. I want them to love themselves, for themselves, exactly as they are. Because I love me in this way and I want to share with them how magnificent we are, us older women.
And I want to tell them, don’t be so damned polite and accommodating. Let yourself go, be who you are deep down when no one is watching. Be that and no matter how old you are, the world will fall in love with you.