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IMG_20181229_060141It’s super interesting when ageism slips into conversation and how easily it goes unnoticed.

It is the same for all isms.

I’ve wanted to talk about getting older for awhile, but it’s unnerving. Because in this culture, when you get older you get disregarded.

Isn’t that interesting? When you get older you get disregarded.

You don’t physically look like what societal messaging has put out as the norm. And so you no longer have anything relevant to say.

Here’s how the exchange went down:

Person asks about a yoga studio.

Person makes a recommendation for a yoga studio but puts these words, “Plus it’s a young woman that owns and runs it” as a benefit or a selling point.


I’d like to say this. Until you start to disconnect and unearth the messaging that we’ve been taught in this society about Racism, Sexism, Classism, Ableism, Anti-Semitism (and other ethnic isms), Ageism and Heterosexism messaging,

…you’ll never be free.

As for me?

I still have some things to say.
I still have some things to teach.
I still have some things to do.

Until I’m no longer in my earthly body.

Whether you choose to listen based on my age? Well, I guess that’s up to you.

xo, Sarah



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Teenager vs. Middle Ager – Observations

When I was a teenager, I remember looking at older women and feeling a variety of feelings:

  • Mild Annoyance
  • Confusion
  • Embarrassment
  • Slight Contempt

Now that I am that older woman and I live with a teenager, it’s SO delightful to have the shoe on the other foot. (There might be some sarcasm in here…but honestly I really look at this as fertile ground.)

Example #1
Yesterday, we were driving home from school. I peeked in my rearview mirror and looked at the face of my teenager. It was closed and pinched tight. (This pic is of my pre-teen, but same concept…)


I looked at my own face and I was smiling at the world in the sunshine. My face was annoyingly open and I was loving the world around me.


Example #2
When we are in restaurants, on the street…anywhere really I look people in the eye and try and SEE them. “Hello.” “Good morning.” “How are you?”

My teenager furtively looks at people – seemingly as uncomfortable with looking them in the eye them as being seen. She’s slightly embarrassed by my chatting with people so openly.

BTW – she has read this and approved it, so I’m not gossiping about her. She wanted to clarify that she isn’t uncomfortable with looking at people on the street…but looking people in the eye is harder.

Example #3
I dance in my car, in my home, truth be told…I dance anywhere. (Black Sheep, “The Choice is Yours” xo)


My child used to join me in my dancing. It ended last year or so. No more family dance parties…

It seems like there is this time in the middle when we get super self-conscious for a REALLY LONG TIME. When we worry SO MUCH what the world thinks of us. Where we don’t know ourselves and are unsure of our place in it all.

And then apparently (at least in my case) you come out the other side standing in your 40’s and don’t give a flying f(&k. You stand in your power, your big S Self. It’s like coming out of a deep sleep…you wake up and look around and you SEE other people…you SEE your Self. You SEE how we’re ALL connected.

Is this just me? I don’t think so.

I look around and I see other women my age DOING SOME SERIOUSLY COOL SH&T. They are standing firmly in their power, looking other people in the eye, and saying, “HELLO.”

Maybe what I can’t figure out is if I feel a little bad for the young me, my teenager, other young people. I wish they could fast forward a bit…

Because let me tell you…this feels glorious.

(Any other middle-aged women feeling this???)

xo, Sarah

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Aging – Two Choices


This mirror though…..jeez.

It’s New Year’s Eve. A time for reflecting. As I was looking at the lines on my face and the marks of age in this light up mirror…I thought, “I get two choices here.”

I could condemn, hate, be disgusted with this process of aging. Raging against the fates that steal away my youth. I could stick needles in my forehead and pull the skin up surgically. I could…pretend for awhile that it’s not happening.

To what end I wonder?

As I look at my face, I could be tender…smiling at the lines that life has given me. The beautiful imperfections that amplify with each year. I could chuckle at gravity and be grateful for the grounding it offers. I could look lovingly at my familiar face, look deep into my own eyes and say, “Hey. You’re alright. You’re perfect as you are. I love you.”

On this day, December 31, 2017…I’m going with the latter.

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BIG Inspiration – Carol & Rebecca / 60+ Crossfitters

There are so many people that light me up.  I look around my life and am so inspired by the people that populate my life; it makes me feel so much gratitude.  Towards the top of my list are Carol & Rebecca – the ladies that inspire me from my Crossfit class.

These women inspire me to my bones…why?  Because they’re fearless.  Because they are aging so beautifully – focusing on STRENGTH and DURABILITY.  Because they’re hella nice.  They have been so nice to me – teaching me and guiding me and offering me advice and tips.  And they happen to be (I’m guessing I’ve never really asked…) 60+ years old!!  I admire them so much.  Here they are:


Rebecca (L) and Carol (R) Great.women. #inspiration

Carol & Rebecca agreed to answer some questions about why they love Crossfit and what inspires them…enjoy!

What Inspires You?

Carol: Connecting to my inner self inspires me. I have never been a religious person, but I am seeking to connect with my higher self constantly. I think part of that is doing physical things. For me, being in my body and feeling the energy course through my body is the Universe giving me hugs.

Rebecca:  I am inspired by effort.  At a Crossfit competition, what I enjoyed most was watching athletes attempting heavier and heavier weight until they failed.  We don’t know our max effort until we reach just beyond what we can do.  I am inspired by stories of people who have overcome great odds by their perseverance and effort.

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