Because of my 40th birthday, I’ve been thinking a lot about this milestone and also reflecting on age in general. 40 seems like a pretty big and important number, although it doesn’t feel how I thought it would feel. When I was younger, 40 seemed pretty old to me. Now that I’m here, my perspective has changed quite a bit.
Given our cultural obsession with youth, beauty, productivity, status, and more – as well as our ego-attachments to where we think we should be at certain ages in life – it’s easy to get caught in the traps of comparison, self-criticism, or disappointment in regards to the number of years we’ve been walking around on the planet.