Make everyday your Birthday.

Well Hello April. You seem to come around faster every year. Does that make me sound old? Speaking of being old, this week I celebrated my Birthday, as I do every year, on April Fools Day. No joke. Now some people LOVE a birthday. Their special day becomes a birthday week or birthday month even, and if you don’t know it’s their birthday then you pretty much must’ve been hiding under a rock because, friend, IT’S THEIR BIRTHDAY! Others, not so much. They prefer to keep them on the QT. The fear of cake, candles, gifts and the accompanying off-key singing and attention breaks them out in a cold sweat. We’re all different. But, we all have a birthday.

I’ve probably always been nearer the ‘low key’ end of the celebratory birthday scale but as I get older I enjoy Birthday’s more. And not just because I love cake and fizz. I got asked this week what age I would be if I could be any age. I chose my current age, 33. Oh, you thought I was only 25? Stop it, you’re too kind. Is it a bit boring choosing my current age? I don’t think so. Why? Because I’m happier than I’ve ever been. Why change that? I’ve come to be happy with where I am, right now. I no longer have the constant need to worry about the future or fret about the past. Or see birthdays as another year gone that I haven’t achieved what I said I’d achieve. Birthdays should really be just a day to celebrate life and celebrate you, whether there is 16, 30, or 100 candles on the cake.

One thing I like about my birthday is the chance to reflect on the year past and to celebrate the start of a new year ahead. Mine comes exactly three months into the year, so I usually also use it to check in on how those New Years resolutions are going. Which would usually go something along the lines ofl “Yep, now not doing any of them”. But this year it was less resolutions and more of a 2015 Vision which consists of a list of 10 things I want to achieve this year. I’m smashing the “I want to write more” one! I actually just checked in on the list and 50% of them are in action as we speak. When I go further back than three months and reflect back on the last year, woah, there’s been a lot of change in those 12 months.

In a year the impossible became possible. Or, what I ‘thought’ was impossible, I made possible. And, how often do we use age as a barrier for that? I know I did. A year ago, I thought it was too late to start a new career. I was ‘too old’. It would definitely have been on the mental list of why I couldn’t start my own business and that list was looong. But when you consider the length of my working life, I’m only really a quarter in. I’ve potentially another 30 years of work ahead of me. Although, obviously, it goes without saying that I’ll retire early to live in my beautiful beach house which I’ll design – which will feature on Grand Designs – and where I’ll lie in a hammock all day, writing my novel and eating cake, even when it’s not my birthday. Now might be a good time to point out that one of the other 10 wants on the vision list in the 50 percent that hasn’t yet been achieved to it’s fullest potential is “I want to nourish my body with food which energises me and leaves me feeling guilt-free”. Hmm, yes, so cake totally works there. But whether we’re a quarter in, two quarters in, three quarters in or more, it doesn’t really matter. What matters is the here and the now and personally that’s something that has been a bit of a shift for me in this last year. Age and the expectations we put around it to have achieved goals by are just labels we put on it that often stop us from doing things. I remember friends being totally freaked out by turning thirty. The thirties are awesome though. But then so are your twenties and forties and fifties.. when you choose to live life to its fullest and not stress yourself out over a number.

It’s easy to see where our age hang ups come from though. We get asked when we’re little what we want to be when we grow up. We get asked that a lot. When I was very little, one of my earliest responses to that answer was “Santa Clauses wife”, I know what you’re thinking, I was clearly very driven from the get go. Then as we get older we start to focus on how old we’ll be when we’ll do things. Things like marry, have a first baby, become a manager, buy a house, become a CEO, have a second baby…etc. But life doesn’t always work that way. Imagine my disappointment when I found out my dream job wasn’t going to be possible! No Santa? Wait? What?! We spend much of our younger years wishing to be older. Old enough to get a job. Old enough to drive. Old enough to drink. Old enough to know better. Just to be older, imagine, oh the things we’ll do, the places we’ll go. Then, we get older and we do all of those things and well we kinda then start to wish we younger, young to do all the things we’re “too old” to do! Always wanting to be an age other than the actual age we are. I say you’re never too old though. Remember the Inner Child from blog #4 – we can choose to be as young as we like. It’s how we feel. Age isn’t really the real reason you’re not doing something, it’s just something you’re telling yourself to protect yourself from that fear of doing just that.

Whatever age we are, everything is unfolding just as it is meant to be. Exactly when the time is right. Relax. Don’t give yourself a hard time. You’ve already achieved so much and will continue to do so. Old. Young. They’re just words. I wrote the following quote in a friends Birthday card this week. Also very apt because in a few months time I am going to be at Disney land in Florida and one thing I know for sure, you’re never to old for Disney.


“Laughter is timeless, imagination has no age, and dreams are forever”Walt Disney


So, if it’s your birthday this week, have a very happy birthday. I seem to befriend a lot of Aries so there has been a whole lot of birthday love going round of late. And if it’s not your birthday this week, act like it’s your birthday anyway. Treat yourself, just because you’re awesome. Those people who turn their Birthday into a birthday month? I think they’ve nailed it. They’re happy celebrating them. And so they should be. Celebrate you! Heck, make every day your birthday. Make wishes. Spend time with the people that matter. Laugh. eat cake without guilt. Many of my lovely friends in many of my lovely cards wrote that this is going to be my year. This is all our years, every year. Make them count (just not in a counting-candles-and-feeling-bad-about-it-kind-of-way…)

I don’t want to disappoint with a lack of business news. So, in business news I presented back to another potential client-to-be this week. And I got pooed on by a bird on the way there, so can only be expecting good things to come from that one and for the week ahead. It’s good luck to get pooed on by a bird, isn’t it? That’s what they say. I actually googled it on the bus on the way home and statically speaking the odds of this happening to you are really rather slim. 

Lucky old [not old] me x

That wasn’t really very business related news was it? Next week! With the bird poo luck I’m sure there will be lots of good stuff to report.

Also. The cake from the header image. Um, you can get the recipe on The Whole Daily here. And if you want to make it, say… for my next birthday? By all means, go ahead. We just need to figure out what the Teff is! #properhealthycake #noguilthere

Who, me?
Who, me?
What Walt said.
Laugh. Imagine. Dream.
Seventh Blog Post (from the sofa) note the slippers. April brought my Birthday & it also brought rain & lots of it...brrr).
Seventh Blog Post (from the sofa) note the slippers. April brought my Birthday & it also brought rain & lots of it…brrr).

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