Entering a New Age
Monday, September 22nd, 2008This morning I spent a half hour or so in an increasingly familiar activity–talking to a help desk in India about a technology issue. My help professional, Victor, “took over” my computer and commented on my desktop wallpaper–a stock photo of three 60ish aged women in bathing suits and the wonderful old poofy flowered bathing caps. When Victor asked about the women, I said I was writing a book about 60 year old women. He commented on their wise faces, and their beauty. As he did his work, he asked about the flowers on their heads, having never seen such bathing caps. I laughed and told him that at one time, these bathing caps were considered both feminine and fashionable. Then he asked what the book was about. I said that I was interested in change and its meaning at that time of life. He asked why I was interested in women this age. I said I was one. I suggested that when one’s hard charging days are over or at least somewhat less intense, and one has more time (perhaps) to devote to personal change, it might look different from change at 25 or 40. Victor worked on the settings on my computer. A few minutes later he said, “In India, when a married couple reaches the age of 60 they have a celebration with children, grandchildren, friends and the community. It is essentially another marriage ceremony and signifies the entry into an important new age.”
I love thinking about this. As Victor told me more about the old traditions around this ceremony, and how contemporary Indians celebrate it, I thought about marking change in some public, official way in my own culture. I also thought about the recognition that this stage of life is important and significant to Indians, not, as in this country, a time to slink quietly off to the golf course or knitting class. The changes I have embarked on are, at least in part, because I want to continue to contribute to my community and my world, but in a more focused and meaningful way than I have been able to do with the pressures of active parenting and earning a living.
Victor told me at the end of our call that I had inspired him. The feeling was mutual. I so appreciated his reaching out and connecting with me on a personal level. Even though I couldn’t see him, or he me, I felt we each had made a friend. Victor’s story of his traditions added significantly to my understanding of what change could be after 60.
