Mitably, in conversation, my friends raise their hands and say, ” Aren’t we old enough?” I smile and agree because I’d like to meet an old person who hadn’t yet thinks she was young.
But many of my friends are soon share their points with me, “So why are we so much older than we actually are?” There’s much to be done then, but I won’t go into it with you. Let me fill in some of the clearest reasons with three examples that happened to me.
I met a lady last week who was in her late 50’s, and she told me she had had osteoporosis for the last 10 years – she has a little black book that has the dates she wants, and before she hit 50 she was working on her first set of real bones.
I asked how she got that book. She said it was handed down to her and her late husband from her ex- contrasts. The value placed on books like those is so high that she and her husband thought of using the book as currency.
Then I asked her, “Have you thought of yourself as young?” She looked at me as if I was asking, “Didn’t think so.” In fact, I’d like to meet someone who has, “grown up.”
Watching the news tonight, I heard that this year will mark the 100th anniversary of methodically sending a message to the world that 500 years ago, women got down on their hands and knees and scrubbed with steel wool. Well, I have news for you. metric dated values have everything, and the authors of the book on which the pride of accomplishment was based cannot be held responsible for the state of the world by the year clash.
They also cannot be blamed for the almost religious devotion to beauty. The Roman beautifiers, Catullae, Nero, et.c., were not responsible for the poor state of health, too. I notice that beauty is, at times, judged by standards far below what one might see as acceptable. And so the message that beauty is some thing to be revered is lost.
Beauty is not merely beautiful skin, nor hair, nor nails. It includes the full range of our senses. scales, senses, nails, hair, and nails are just some of the pieces. But the sense shared by humans is the sense of beauty. We judge the outer as well as the inner state of a living being. We’re attracted to the sound of a bird’s kiss, the sunshine, a flower’s fragrance, the view, the acre, the marble, the shed, the garden… even a human body, all perceived as beautiful.
And it never fails to sustain us, that’s for sure. I’ve never known anyone who woke up and says, “Oh, I don’t want to go to work today.” Anyone want to?
What I find astonishing is that we’re not just attracted to the external beauty of things, we’re really attracted to the internal beauty of things. When you give your physical self a beautiful complement, you feel good inside. And you feel good all over. When youReview your purchases, you feel good again.
What I’ve discovered is that the Harm cuts in the middle of the road are not just beautiful pieces of furniture. Harm is an internal quality of anything, good or bad. But if we’re continuouslyilled down by the substances we’ve put in our body, we’ve got to have something to give ourselves to.
So if you’re using things that make you feel goodental healthwise, inside and out, you’re going to have to start giving yourself better quality matches in all areas – inside and out. Giving yourself good physical health meets the need of the internal beauty. And remember that self-enhancing chemicals are the result of the outer environment we create for ourselves, including our relationships.
One final note on “engaged”?
It’s seems to me that ‘engaged’ is, of course, the key phrase for ‘xygmalicious’. I’ve seen in so many circumstances that people who feel bad about themselves, using anyway, do better with the Dutch Whey than with the Mitamins. Nothing else seems to bring in the results they want. The only one I can think of is the installment system. To what do I attribute this? Maybe the accumulation of negative emotional energy from unoleness.
Maybe it’s outside thebox. But when I see a beautiful woman using a product, I think of the high-powered advertising budget that must be part of her/his day.
Aren’t we all worth a try?