The quality of our thoughts. I originally came from a community of people in Jamaica who did not notice age. Age was revered and and accepted. Most people seem to live very long (like my grandmother -98, my great aunt -86, and many other strangers).

They were happy in their own skins because they were not brainwashed into thinking that life only happens when one is young. So the randiest males would often be over 60 chasing after all the women with gay abandon. The thought that they were to be seen and not heard would have been news to them. They felt good in themselves, danced till they dropped, and lived life how they wanted to, not according to the dictats of others. Thus it was a shock to my system when I emigrated to the UK at 19 years old only to see the negative approach to age and I determined from then on that I wasn't going to fall in with it.

Here I am at 64 looking rather different from many of my age group, despite my long term illness, and loving every minute if it. I think positive thoughts daily, I give constant gratitude for being alive, never taking any day for granted, I intend to dance and love till I drop, I adore our world and nothing phases me, and I can't wait to create new thoughts, new visions and new ideas, as evidenced by my growing websites. In short, I am living life to the max, as the cliche goes. It means I would be suitable only to someone who shares that joy of living, and those very positive thoughts, and very few guys do. Most important, it means that I don't live in regrets and would feel very happy about my life should today be my last.

And here comes the unbelievable statement that many will doubt: Twenty years from now (84) I will be looking almost the same because I have no negative barriers in my head to my ageing. I accept it fully as a GIFT, not a curse, otherwise I would be dead already; I make the most of it and, heck, I LOVE it! I shall have great fun seeing those pictures line up over the years because, quite simply, ageing is mainly in the mind, and our bodies willingly follow whatever we tell it. 

 And what do I tell my body? Just that I am a wonderful, privileged human being, I love my age and will always be youthful! And guess what?…… :o)