What is all this talk about being invisible? Am I invisible because now I am in my 60’s? Do you feel invisible? Who is invisible? C’mon let’s talk.
The first time I heard about this phenomenon was from a woman who put purple and pink in her white hair. She had extremely thin hair….wisps of hair actually and she said that after turning 60 she had become invisible. I thought maybe it was just her.
I was wrong! Women talk about it alot.
This idea makes me feel so disappointed. I have never felt invisible and I don’t feel it now in my sixties. I am a woman who wears make-up, buys clothing, colours my hair and tries to be on trend. It might be frivolous but for me it is fun and a way of expressing my creativity. I love looking for new ideas, hunting for a great bargain and playing in my closet.
I keep wondering if this is about youthful sexuality. Do women feel invisible because they don’t have that fresh, youthful sexuality that had turned men’s heads or …….construction workers who whistle and cat call? That always seemed creepy and scary.
I don’t have the answer about other’s invisibility. I am not going to suggest red lipstick and hair colour. I am not going to suggest buying new clothes or having a make-over. That might help someone but I think it is imperative to explore your authentic self. I am loving the direction my career ………….celebrating Life Cycle events with others. Wedding officiant, teacher, Reflexologist and more. I am excited to travel more with my newfound flexibility since I am retiring from my commitment as a National Cooridinator. This year my mantra comes from Louise Hay and is inspiring me to take a chance.
Now is the time to do the things that you love to do. Reading, writing, crafting, healing, inventing, traveling, exploring…………..whatever it is……….now is the time to do it.
I believe that if you are happy and fulfilled, if you are smiling, laughing or loving………………you can’t be invisible. At the very least you are seen and cared for by the people you love.
I am blessed – my daughters love me. They take time to stay in contact with me, visit me, open up their homes to me. I have a grandson that fills me up with his laughter and his love. I am very blessed. At the same time, I no longer have a relationship with my 4 siblings. Our dysfunctional childhood and my strong political actions have driven us apart. I have created a family of friends. Surrounded by this love, I am certain, I will never be invisible.
What do you think?