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Love or Leave a Job you Hate?

30 Dec

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About seven months ago, I got a new job that I thought was going to be great.  I was excited and worked hard to land this position with a fast growing company.  Now, as I’ve settled in and learned more about the company and how it operates, I am finding myself very unhappy.  I wake up in the morning and dread going into the office.

The simple explanation would be to find a new job.  If I were in my twenties, thirties or even my forties, I probably wouldn’t hesitate to start looking.  But there is a catch 22 when you are in your fifties.  It is harder to find the “right” job when we are middle aged.  Not only are we less marketable, but we are typically more picky about what we do, and who we work for. Continue reading

The Double Nickel Club

22 Nov

A semi-traumatic event occurred in my life a few weeks ago. I knew it was going to happen, but I’d been dreading it for about a year. The months leading up to this event were somewhat painful and full of trepidation. I just couldn’t fathom how something so daunting, so appalling, so……completely disheartening could happen to me. But regardless of how demoralized I was, my 55th birthday came anyway. Continue reading

7 Promises to Make to Yourself after Divorce

5 Nov

DivorceAfter a whirlwind proposal and a fairy tale engagement celebration weekend, things have settled down a bit and fear is attempting to smack me around.  Right now, fear is winning this battle as the voices of self doubt scream ever so loudly in my head…

“What the fuck are you thinking?  You don’t know how to have a successful marriage!”

“You made bad choices in the past.  Can you really trust yourself this time?”

“You don’t deserve to be happy!  You have made so many mistakes in the past!”

“You are too old to be married again!  This is stupid!”

Thankfully, I have some great friends and an amazing partner to help talk me off the ledge.  But nonetheless, I still have to do some inner work and major self-talk to transition me through this period of anxiety.  I have to believe that I am not alone.  I can’t possibly be the only 52 year old woman remarrying after two failed marriages.  I’m probably not even the only woman that was married to men before realizing she was gay.  Or am I? Continue reading

The (Legal) Proposal

2 Nov

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It was 10:00 AM Friday morning.  JC and I were packing up and getting ready for a three day weekend in San Simeon, California.  It was the 21 month anniversary from our first date, and it wasn’t unusual for us to celebrate by getting away for some time alone.  But before we left, JC told me that we needed to meet up with a lady from our apartment complex to take a look at our country club for an upcoming party we were planning.

“Dress nice”, she said because afterwards I am going to take you for a nice lunch.  We walked outside, heading to the complex country club.  When we arrived, I looked around for the lady we were meeting.  JC said, “She is going to meet us right here.”  It was an absolutely beautiful day and I wanted to soak in the sun, so I suggested we sit on the steps to wait for her.

JC and I began to chat.  She began to tell me how she never thought she would meet someone like me, and how I deserve someone who has my back, and allows me to grow without limits.  I will spare you all the details of the conversation.  Most people would have thought the “speech” unusual, but I didn’t.  JC is very romantic and I just thought she was setting up yet another romantic weekend by expressing her feelings for me. Continue reading

Bad Hair Days

29 Oct

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I spontaneously decided to try a slightly  different haircut and color the other day.

I’m lucky in the hair department, my hair is fairly thick, has a little body, isn’t terribly frizzy. All in all, not bad hair. The problems start when I try to “style” it. Continue reading

Middle-Aged Love ~ Real or Fantasy?

26 Oct

The other day I said to Aphrodite, “I miss our blog”.  What I was really trying to say is I miss the creative outlet that writing affords.  It’s hard to believe that almost two years have passed since we last wrote a post on this blog.  Where the hell have I been?  Falling in love – middle aged love…

Most of my friends are middle aged like me – somewhere between the ages of 48 and 55.  And most of them are single.  Every time I turn around, another relationship is falling apart, or another person is working on reinventing their life.  I think it’s just the cycle of life and relationships.

Personally, I have failed at many relationships, and I have even reinvented myself a few times in the last 52 years.  Or maybe I should say I found out more of who I truly am.  Many of my friends look to me as inspiration and hope that they, too, can find new love during their middle years. Continue reading

Give Me a Head With Hair

10 Feb

Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there, hair, shoulder length or longer, hair
Here baby, there, momma, everywhere, daddy, daddy

Those lyrics from the 60’s hit song Hair came to me the other day as I was showering and getting ready to go out. hairI am fortunate to have lots of thick, healthy hair. On my head. That’s where the fortunate part ends, because unfortunately, it’s accompanied by thick, healthy hair on other, less desirable parts of my body. I realized as I was performing my many hair maintenance/styling/eradication routines, that I spend more time and money dealing with hair than I do anything else. Continue reading

The Siren Song of Girl Scout Cookies

6 Feb

girl-scout-cookiesGirl Scouts of the USA is a savvy marketing organization. Once a year, the little cherubs peddle cookies that, if sold on the grocery store shelves, you’d never buy because they are so overpriced. Yet because they’re only available once a year, every year, at least in my family, and around my office, a Girl Scout cookie frenzy ensues.

Every January a colleague places an order form in the breakroom, and miraculously and with no effort on her part, hundreds of dollars worth of orders are collected. I personally ordered 12 boxes for my kids and grandkids, and of course for myself.

The cookies were delivered on Monday, we like Do-si-dos and Tagalongs. My sons and I each got our own personal box of each kind. Because I’m always on a diet, I never lost the “baby weight” (my baby will be 21 this year), I put my cookies in the freezer thinking that would cause me to eat them more slowly, plus keep them out of sight.

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A Chink in My Invincibility Layer

16 Jan

I’ve lived with the belief my entire life that bad things don’t happen to me, they might happen to other people, but not to me. I call that inherent “protection” I’ve always felt my invincibility layer. I’ve also always assumed that if I have a setback, or a temporary lack of prosperity, that the situation will reverse. Many people don’t think the same way. They live with a lifelong fear of illness or failure or lack of money.

I’m not saying that I’ve lived the perfect life where nothing’s ever gone wrong, because I’ve certainly had my share of heartache and heartbreak. I’m also not saying that I take foolish risks because I think nothing bad can happen, I’m actually fairly cautious. I’ve also been incredibly blessed – I’ve always been healthy and have never sustained a serious injury, and fortunately the same is true for my kids. I’ve always had a job and have been able to live in safe and comfortable surroundings. For all that, I am extremely grateful.

But recently, I developed a chink in my invincibility layer. A month or so ago, my dad texted me and told me Continue reading

Balancing Letting Go with Taking Action

15 Jan

TakeActionThere is something I have been pondering lately. It’s a conundrum that I have historically found baffling. But I think I am beginning to understand how you can both take action and let go, at the same time. And it involves attachment.

In the past, I have been very good at taking action. One might say I was a high achiever, a go getter type of gal. But even though I was good at initiating and doing all the “necessary” steps to achieve what I wanted, I didn’t always get rewarded with what I set out to receive.

Take dating for instance. I have been actively engaged in online dating for about 18 months now. I have taken action. I wink at women. I respond to emails from other women. I even will initiate an online conversation or suggest a coffee date. But I have yet to meet the love of my life.

At the same time, I study spiritual topics and one of my favorites to learn about is the art of letting go. I think it fascinates me because I don’t let go very easily, and I am intrigued with how those peaceful, go with the flow kind of people do that.

When I first started to practice letting go, I would just take “no action”. I equated letting go with not caring. So if I didn’t care, why would I take any action to achieve something I wanted? But there was a tiny problem with that line of thinking. I couldn’t ignore the fact that most of the time I really did care.

As a matter of fact, one would say I probably cared too much. So what did I do? I took more action to try and control the outcome. And the more I controlled, the more I repelled what I wanted away from me. I have spent a lot of emotional and physical energy getting caught in the cycle of doing, doing, doing and getting nothing, nothing, nothing.

So I began asking myself the question “How does one continue to care, take action, and still practice letting go?” And I’ve discovered it’s all in the balance and the management of the mind and emotions. Let me explain.

If we care too much, our emotions are in charge, and we will often do more than is needed or wanted to achieve a particular outcome. That is why we need to call in the mind to remind us that we are not in charge of anything but ourselves. So if there is anything you want that involves other people, you are not in control of the outcome. You might think that you are, but you are not. Anything, nothing and everything can happen when other people are involved.

On the other hand, if you completely detach and not care at all, you are unlikely to take a whole lot of action towards the goal you are trying to achieve. Detachment can signal a need to protect yourself from hurt, an apathy towards something that was once important to you, or just the process of giving up completely. At that level of energy, it’s not likely anything good will come your way.

Where is the middle ground? It’s in a technique I learned in coaching school called detached involvement. Detached involvement is the process of being emotionally involved enough to take action, but completely detached from the outcome or results. It’s almost as if you let go of expectations, do only things you “want” to do, and become super good at taking care of yourself.
Let me give you an example.

The other day my older son called me complaining about how much money he owed to the Illinois Toll Association. He was frustrated because he just got his first job out of college, and his first paycheck was practically spent on paying past tolls. In earlier days, I would have been very attached to trying to teach my son how to better manage his money, and how to solve his problems.

I care about my son, and how he was feeling. I could hear his frustration, and I acknowledged and validated his experience. I helped him with the information he was seeking (took action), but after the phone call, I let go. I didn’t follow up with him to see if he did what he was supposed to do. I didn’t get wrapped up in his emotions. And I am completely detached from whether or not he solves this problem, or even prevents this from happening in the future.

LettingGoFinding that balance between taking action and letting go is a work in progress for me. Sometimes I stumble and fall flat on my face. Other times I float through life with peace and bliss because I have perfected that balance in a specific situation. But there is one thing I have learned. It never works to try too hard, or to become emotionally uninvolved. Neither is healthy for our spirit or state of mind.

So every day, I get up and strive to take “enough” action to propel things forward, but then stay unattached from the effects of those actions. I pay attention to when I am giving too much, and I stop because I love myself. It is then, and only then, that I feel the peace of letting go coupled with the joy of moving forward.

And it never hurts to just be pleasantly surprised and blessed by what the Universe puts in front of you.