Do You Like What You See

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When you look in a mirror, what do you see? Do you see a youthful presence or an aged shadow? Has the mark of time removed the person you feel you are, or are you placing to much emphasis on outward appearance? We all age over time, but the true beauty comes from within. I know that’s what mom always said, but maybe it’s true.

There comes a point in ones life where we reassess our goals, rethink what is important to us. The trigger is different for everyone. Maybe a milestone of age, divorce, losing a loved one, or just plain old dissatisfaction with he way your life is going. Whatever the reason, the thought is the same. “Is this really who I am, or what I want?”

Maybe part of this search is brought on by the cumulative effect of the lessons learned, the wisdom gained from the wins and fails that mold us into who we are. The dreams of our youth decay under the microscope of real life, forever changing in the ridiculous fast paced society we live in. When we were young, nothing was beyond our reach, or so we were told. Truth is, many “things” about modern life are out of reach for many of us.

I’ve seen people struggle for years, scrimping and saving to buy a house, only to lose it because of a downturn in the economy. “The American Dream” they say is to be a homeowner, 2.5 kids, a dog and the picket fence. A good job with a pension, and maybe a beach house to retire to. I thought that was what I wanted too. But why? Just because someone said that was success? If we are told that enough times, do we think it’s what we want?

I wasted many years trying to gain “Stuff” in the system we have in the USA. I’ve come to the conclusion that all the possessions don’t amount to much. No matter how nice the car, it only lasts maybe 10 years and is worth nothing at the end. What did you pay for it? 20,30,40 thousand dollars? Would not that money be better spent on a used car and save the rest? And what about buying a home? Have you ever thought how much you actually end up paying for a 30 year mortgage? How much of that monthly payment is interest? No thanks!

I guess for many people those are the things that will make them happy. If you look in the mirror and like the person you see along with the direction your heading, that’s all that really matters. What others think is irrelevant. My path is not necessarily your path, and that’s OK. When I look in the mirror, I like who I am becoming. I reflect on my past and realize how far I’ve come, and how much brighter my future is.

 

 

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32 thoughts on “Do You Like What You See

  1. It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. If we like who we are that’s all that matters, and if we know where we’re going, even better. Good for you, you’ve obviously come a long time. Nice post.

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  2. My eyes tell my age.. sometimes older when I don’t feel well (today’s an “old” day, I got Chinese food at a restaurant and something didn’t agree with me, but it tasted fine)
    When I’m feeling my normal happy self, I look younger.. I can see the young/old pretty good in the mirror..

    But I can’t see my youngest reflection.. It seems to happen when I’m real excited or happily focused on something.. Other people tell me when this phenomena happens πŸ˜„ that I look years younger and it’s funny, people that don’t know each other use the same term “intense” πŸ˜• to describe the look that takes years off me..
    πŸ˜‚

    I’ll never grow up.. at least I hope not anyhow..

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  3. That is a wonderful way to look at life. I was brought up in poverty and always dreaded going back to it but have realized it is only stuff. I like what I see in the mirror, an older, kinder, gentler person and life is too short to waste anymore of it,

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  4. For one, it amuses me to no end how you and Pan seem to have the capacity to hold conversations entirely in songs. That is a special talent.

    For two, being currently stuck in the crossroads of life this post kinda punched me. I’ve never been a person to go with the popular view of what happiness is, or how to achieve it (namely through acquisition of stuff) and have always valued experiences over possessions. Now I’m in a place where I have some small collection of stuff that is meaningful to me and have lived in the same place for nearly a decade, and the same job for the same amount of time, and my inner nomad is screaming at me that I need to move on. But it is so dang comfy where I am. You’ve given me something to think about…..

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      1. I’m a little envious of you! I can’t drive for long periods though, if I sit for more than a couple hours my back locks up and it takes me an hour just to be able to walk sort of normally afterwards.
        I’m seriously considering buying a small RV that can tow a smart car though, hit the road and live off my photography doing art fairs and the like. My tendency to make like a crow and get distracted by every little thing on the side of the road should allow me to stop often for pretty pictures lol

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      2. I would suggest to you to think about a camper van. They have everything you need, you wont need a car, you can park anywhere, even set up a canopy in front and have a sale anywhere! Yes, they are small. But how much time are you going to spend in it compared to being outside? I lived in a converted school bus while working for a traveling carnival years ago!

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      3. If I didn’t have the 3 cats it would be my first option honestly, but they require a bit more space than I do. I just need a spot to sleep undisturbed, but they need living area.

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      4. Yeah, that is pretty much what I have in mind. The reason for towing the smart car is so I can go sneaking into those areas I’m not suppose to be, it is easier to hide than a camper van lol.
        shhhhhhh don’t tell anyone! But I do like to go places that are off-limits, abandoned factories, schools, hospitals, churches, you name it! Most of my photography comes from places like that, even my landscapes.

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      5. Oh I would have loved to spend a few weeks ramblin thru there with nothing but a flashlight and my camera!
        I didn’t have anything like that where I was growing up, but we did have the local forest preserve which I spend most of my waking hours in. I think it is part of what gave me such a love of adventure, I didn’t discover the joys of abandoned places until about 10 years ago but it has kind of taken over my imagination and life. There is something magnificent, beautiful, sorrowful, humbling, and awe inspiring to stand in a place that was once full of people and now is home to owls and ivy. I want to see them all before time takes them away. Even now as I go thru my archives I mentally note.. ‘gone.. gone.. gone.. collapsing.. gone.. under demolition.. gone…’ and I am happy I was privileged enough to visit at least once.

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      6. exactly! Sometimes I find little things, birthday cards, class attendance records, letters, once a pink slip. Occasionally I’ll google the person to see if I can find what ever became of them. It is tempting to actually try to contact people and see if they’ll meet for a lunch so I can ask them the hundreds of questions I have about the place that I was in, but I haven’t yet found the courage to do so.

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