Gracefully Aging As A Dancer
When you hear the word “dancer,” what is the first image that comes to mind? Is it a woman in the peak of her beauty dancing in nature? Now take that same image and see the woman in her sixties. Can you?
When you hear the word “dancer,” what is the first image that comes to mind? Is it a woman in the peak of her beauty dancing in nature? Now take that same image and see the woman in her sixties. Can you?
The skin is the largest organ in our body. It is in charge of protecting and containing our body.
I got cranky at work, embarrassed about being in a meeting sweating and turning deep red. Other than abandoning turtleneck sweaters for the next ten years, what was I going to do? It wasn’t just at work, but my nights were filled with rude awakenings, bathed in sweat. I tried changing my diet and gave up spicy foods and consumed less alcohol, but nothing made much difference. This was all some time ago. Maybe there’s more that can be done now. Maybe not.
I love the Emotional Woman, the one who, without warning overflows like a river with the very force of nature. The notorious, the unpredictable, the one who jumps into the void
Regrets – we all have them – that incident that replays endlessly in your brain. It can literally be torture, when there’s something you can never change, but wish beyond anything you could. Regrets undermine and sabotage your life. Quite simply they are the poison that blocks your progress on so many levels