This last weekend, our family gathered in Omaha to attend the wedding of a long-time family friend. It was a wonderful weekend, and I was anxiety free. I had new clothes, a new haircut, and thought I looked pretty good for the reception Saturday night. But when I got home on Sunday and reviewed the pictures, I was seized with panic. Literally. I looked awful in every single one. Old, wrinkled, red eyes, red nose (and no, I wasn’t drunk). One eye looked much smaller than the other. My smile was not natural. I just got braces off my teeth in July, but my teeth looked awful too.
How I had aged in the six months or so since I last saw myself in a picture………..
I went to see Dr. Denise this morning and she easily drilled down to a personal power issue and my conception vessel meridian. Right now, I still feel some anxiety. Not as intense, but it is there nonetheless.
How do people accept aging and illness and the loss of their physical self?