Dee Greenberg is a dynamic yoga instructor. Check out her website at www.50plusyoga.com. This is her first entry on our blog. Welcome, Dee!
Sometimes an impending birthday takes on great meaning. For me, turning 50 was quite a wake up call.
And now, at 58, it’s interesting to reflect back on a time where, relatively speaking, I felt very young, at least compared to how I feel now. I’m sure you know how that goes.
There is something to be said for the old adage: “older and wiser.” And for those of us who are consciously and intentionally evolving – it does seem as if “wiseness happens.” I’d hate to think that with each passing day I was getting a little bit dumber. And obviously depending on the state of our health, it may feel like our minds are getting dimmer, not brighter.
That’s why I practice yoga! I hope to keep my light bulb shining well into what is sometimes referred to as “old age.” And not only do I want my light to shine, but I also very much hope to experience this thing we call old age.
But let me go back in time for a moment. At 50, I was single, living in Boston, recovering from a dysfunctional relationship and still feeling somewhat beaten up by it. I was also self-employed, but without any clear goals or prospects for the future. I had been teaching yoga for 3 months.
So basically, you could summarize my condition at 50 as more or less “spinning my wheels.” My life lacked purpose, momentum and most importantly, goals.
And then all of that changed, seemingly in the blink of an eye. At 50 plus, my life began to take shape in an entirely new direction and I am happy to say that now, 8 years later, my life no longer lacks purpose, momentum or goals.
The catalyst for this change was a chance meeting I had with a very extraordinary yoga instructor named Shiva Rea.
I stumbled into a week long workshop with her totally by chance. She rocked my world, and I am a different person today as a result of the 8 consecutive years I spent studying yoga with this most gifted teacher, who became my mentor.
OK , well, actually there was one other very significant thing that occurred that same year. On my 50th birthday, I was at a 4 day yoga retreat nestled deep within the heart of the Catskill Mountains with another very gifted, world class yoga instructor named Dharma Mitra. Over the course of that weekend, I took a good, long, hard look at my life, and I set some goals for my yoga practice.
There were 2 very difficult arm balancing, inverted postures in which I wanted to gain proficiency. So I set a goal at 50: I *would* focus on these 2 postures and gain proficiency. Two months later, I stumbled on the aforementioned teacher who would become my mentor for the next 8 years and lead me towards that proficiency.
My purpose in writing this post is to spread my message to the world, which is this:
Life Begins at 50! Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
All right, let me say it a different way: Life begins at 50, or 60, or 70, or whenever YOU decide it begins! The actual chronological number is completely irrelevant. Life begins whenever you decide to begin to live fully in the moment.
So go ahead and decide. Let your life begin right now!