"The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold"
- 'Les feuilles mortes' or 'Autumn Leaves'
Composed – Joseph Kosma
Lyrics – Jacques Prévert (French)/Johnny Mercer(English)
Feeling a bit romantic today…. so this is a journal entry about getting older.
I am in my early forties, birthday next month…. I have things about myself I want to change, taking one step at a time, choosing wellbeing commitments for myself and make that new adventure happen.
Why is this about getting older?
I recognise what I don’t want, the bits that require change, elements that no longer serve me and instead of beating myself up as I would have done years ago, start a gentle and love lead change.
It is so easy to listen to the voice in your head, believe the nasty thoughts and be paralysed with fear that you can not do anything to change.
As the years have gone by, there is an excitement and a twinkle that was forgotten. I am excepting of this me now, know I will do what I can, when I can to make it even better and keep that adventure rolling.
I see the beauty in me, on all levels. I never saw that when I was younger…. I see me now and I love what I see!
You never lose your twinkle, you have to put some effort in to find it. Learning to meditate will help you dust yourself off and find your shine!