From an early age, we are taught to ask the most classic social questions: “What’s your name?” and “how old are you?”.
During childhood, these questions have as their sole purpose the discovery of the defining elements in order to create a friendship. Simple. We also put them in adolescence, we answer them without problems, sometimes even during young adulthood. As time goes on, however, the second question becomes awkward, and people begin to avoid either asking or answering it. Because we begin to define ourselves through chronological age.
What is the chronological age?
It is good to define it, because it is almost never the same as the soul, mental or metabolic age. The chronological age is the one mentioned in the ID. You were born in ’84, you’re 36 years old. You were born in the ’60s, you’re 60 years old. And so on.
Recently, I realized that age is given by your mood. That you are as old as you feel and that youth is actually the way you look at yourself. I am the age given by the way I feel and the way I live every moment of my life in which I can change something. It is unbelievable how beautiful and free you can live when the years in the bulletin do not exist and thus melt the barriers of the society in which we live. And that we impose on ourselves.
I am x years old. Irrelevant variable x.
It’s nothing to me. Not even a number, let alone “my age.” I feel and look ALIVE, I laugh like a child, I work like an adult, I think like a woman, I know what I am and what I have. And I’m happy for that. And I worked for it. And I searched for it. And I found myself.
I think we’re timeless. We are fragments of stars, and the stars have always been in the sky and will always be there.
We forget that we are magic dust and we immerse ourselves in the routine of daily life, we are overwhelmed by worries of all kinds and we are shattered by the storm of banality and fear. We forget to smile when we look at ourselves in the mirror, we forget to caress our souls for moments just for ourselves, we forget to feed our minds and bodies with what is healthy and vital: self-love. And we do not confuse self-love with selfishness, no, my dear ones, for self-love is the source of all other loves.
I invite you, therefore, to trust your resources, because they are there, trembling without exhaustion and they need to be let go. Love yourself, take care of yourself, look at yourself as you want your loved ones to look at you, be constant with yourself, be gentle with yourself, never lose the smile in your eyes and lips. Life is in you, inexhaustible source. Always pay attention to your emotional responses, because they will always tell the truth. And the truth is that… Youth has no old age.
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