Over the past year or so, I have fallen into a daily remembrance-thinking mindset like never before in my life. At times, it feels very strange and awkward to suddenly think of something that happened years, even decades, ago. These memories come without warning and without any logical explanation. They simply arrive in semi-vivid picture frames in my thoughts. I don’t know what to do about them other than write about them.
Perhaps the most prodigious of all hopes in life is our preoccupation with what comes after we have lived our life in full. We hope there is something more, something that transcends all the materialistic facts about our molecules and atoms and the ultimate death of our brains, something beautiful and meaningful that our conscious and unconscious minds have been touching upon throughout our days on Earth.
Simply speaking, we hope for life after death because we cannot see it; there is no overwhelming concrete proof that it exists. We pray for it, and by honoring our religion and spirituality, we attempt to prepare for it.
Increasingly growing, twenty-first century developments in such areas as big data, information technology, artificial intelligence, biotech, robotics, blockchain, cognitive computing, machine learning, and more continue to sketch out a fast-changing, not-too-distant future with all sorts of implications wrapped in opposite Yin/Yang-oriented energies related to how humans might thrive in comfort and peace – or not.
I’ve been hesitant to write about job-related “ageism,” defined by Merriam-Webster as simply “prejudice or discrimination against a particular age-group and especially the elderly.” As a 64-year-old seeking some kind of part-time or full-time work in the content development job market (writing, editing, researching, designing, publishing), I felt it would not be a wise decision to complain about all the job opportunities I applied for but was not even getting interviewed for, despite that I have more than 30 years of solid experience and a host of knowledge and skills that have been fine-tuned over the years. Firing off ageism complaints surely would not serve any good purpose.
Thus far, I have come up with 14 personality types of early old agers. I’m sure some, if not many, people will see this as an entirely fruitless endeavor, lacking in significant meaning. Basically, these are my own, non-professional observations, and we are all uniquely different in how we observe the world we live in.
The concept of 14 personality types I am proposing here has multiple meanings that at the very least have increased self and external awareness about early old age. I’m sharing them here to possibly get a reaction from any readers, positive or negative. So, please free to voice opinions, etc. in the comments section at the end of this piece or send a note directly to me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Wisdom – How would you define that word? In Simon’s popular song, the pursuit of wisdom is elusive, as he settles for “a little drop.” It’s a work in progress that he hopes to achieve some semblance of before he’s “through.” Isn’t that what growing old is all about?