It’s 2008. I’m 59. And my future looks bleak.
For the last 13 months I battled alongside my husband, my very own, forever young, Peter Pan, pouring all of my water into his glass hoping to alter the cancer steamrolling over his body. But we lost that battle.
Now I’m several hundred thousand dollars in debt. Bone weary from grief and exhaustion; and all I want to do is curl up in the fetal position and sleep myself into oblivion.
What on earth am I going to do?
I know I need energy, not only to work my body, but even to think straight. So I become the mistress of metabolism. Almond butter, Greek yogurt, protein powder, vitamin C, probiotics, Maca powder (don’t ask), Chia seeds. I’m the very deﬁnition of nutrient dense.
Then the universe sends me a video clip of 76 year old Paddy Jones (widowed at 72) performing Athletic Salsa with a partner half her age. He tosses her up in the air, ﬂings her around his body and through his legs. My viewpoint of what my 59 year old body can do totally changes.
Yep, I can feel it. My inner pilot light begins to ﬂicker.
I remember a vision I had of myself during MY cancer scare 26 years earlier. I kept seeing myself as a 60 something woman, a juicy, vivacious, kick-ass mover and shaker. A woman like Lena Horne, who didn’t know there was a due date on her sexuality.
I sign up for my ﬁrst jazz class in years. Next thing I know I join their community company: Don’t Quit Your Day Job Dancers. For me dancing is better than psychiatry.
I decide to share my energy secrets. And learn a hell of a lot about internet marketing.
Over the next 18 months, I am able to negotiate my debt in half. Still 6 ﬁgures, just not multiple 6 ﬁgures.
Yeah, I’m living longer! But… How the hell do I fund it?
Why is the latest research of living to 100 in good health not totally exciting me? Well, now I kind of have a game plan that takes me into my 80’s, but I’m seeing friggin bag lady for those last 20 years! I know I’ve got to dig even deeper for my solution. Now I’m one of those women who, early on, developed the Masculine in herself as a means of survival in what I saw as a man’s world. In astrological terminology I’m all ﬁre signs, with one big, juicy, Cancer moon. But at 35 I learned that my Masculine way of thinking could take me only so far.
For years my soul had been trying to get me to stop and listen. But I just kept powering through – hypoglycemia, ulcerated colitis, 2 stress fractures, a blood clot on my leg the size of a small lake and having to walk with a cane for two years.
And then I was confronted with a decision I could not power through. I was almost four months pregnant and diagnosed with cervical cancer. I had less than a week to decide. Save my life by having a total hysterectomy which would also kill the baby growing in my womb, all hopes of ever birthing my own child and create instant menopause. Or take a leap of faith.
Trust me, I’m not going woo woo on you here.
But I did experience my dark nights of the soul. Long story short, it’s what I’ve come to know as my Divine Feminine that guided me and my baby to safety. And I knew she would show me the way this time…if I stopped and listened.
Within days, I learn about a coaching program for women that both eliminates my own money barriers and then certiﬁes me to work with other women who also want to break through their money blind spots, their own glass ceilings.
I jump in. Invest in myself. Get certiﬁed, and begin to offer BoomerChick Coaching. Now…I believe it’s my mission to pay it forward.
BoomerChickUniverse is both a quarterly magazine and a website ﬁlled with inspiration and resources for those of you who want to create the second half of your life as the vivacious, juicy, kick-ass woman that you were truly born to become. And along the way I’ve picked up some creative ways you won’t outlive your money. So welcome to my world!
Life is good…
Jan Rose Distel
Publisher Speaker Coach
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