Category: life after 50

25
Sep

The Invisibility Myth 14; Jane Fonda, Vanity & Me

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder ➨I’ve got this quote swirling in my head from a Jane Fonda interview a couple of years ago:  “I continued to try to be perfect on whatever level the man I was with wanted, willing to forgo emotional intimacy and betray my own body and soul if […]

30
Aug

The Invisibility Myth 13 – Not Dead Yet Awakenings

Finally coffee was served ➨The morning ritual remains the same wherever I am – turn on BBC Radio 4 (long wave only as i’m currently in France) and make coffee.  A thirty something woman is saying she wishes she could go back in time and give her bulimic/self harming/laxative addicted young self a hug and tell […]

22
Aug

The Invisibility Myth part 12 – Failed Samaritan moi?

➨Negative language is never helpful in the quest for self – no shit Sherlock. For me it’s been a personal learning curve that’s lasted many years and led to more self-flagellation than I would freely admit to…I don’t find masochism a pleasurable experience.  ➨On a wet Monday morning recently a 1991 life memory came to […]

31
Jul

The Invisibility Myth part 11: Coffin Dodgers Bus Tour

Advantages of Age Bus Tour. Photo Elainea Emmott “Excuse me love – are you on the coffin dodgers bus too? Says the pink haired lady with a rubber duck headress… I have arrived at Sloane Square London and it is buzzing with exuberant self-expression and colour. The Advantages of Age dynamic duo of  Rose Rouse and […]

11
Apr

The Invisibility Myth part 5-Be the heroine of your own adventure

➨I am more & more aware that soon we will be the elder states persons in our lives…   ➨ So, my project is gathering momentum.  I had the honour of doing the first, virgin fresh interview for my fledgling book; The Invisibility Myth the other day. I deliberately sought out someone I had no […]

24
Mar

The Invisibility Myth Part 3

❤….Another day another altered state. The mind blows so many emotions around in a tornado of challenges. Who is this person looking back at my stripped bare face from the steam clouded mirror in the bathroom, hair on end, the errant remains of yesterdays makeup smeared down my face?….I kind of know her….Been kicking around […]