Playfulness

Play with a child - Children are your greatest teachers.

Do I count? :-)

I have little access to children currently... my cousins are too old to count as children these days.. they are at the age where being a child is unappealing and they want to be old and driving and wearing makeup and shaving their legs. Can't say I blame them - it's why I refused to ride a bike until I was 13.

My cousin Chris, 6, is adorable... but not the innocent wide-eyed enthusiast I would expect from a 6 year old. He's been through a lot... and doesn't understand much of it - I imagine that makes for quite the confusing situation.

I wonder what it is that children can "teach" us. Is it not, perhaps more about reminding ourselves what we already know and have trained ourselves to forget. Fairy tales are real, life is good, people don't hurt you. :-)

To live life so fully! To live without thought of past and future - to merely enjoy each moment as if it were a lifetime of its own! How beautiful is this? How incredible to have the confidence in yourself to just DO. To LOVE - not to love certain people who give you certain things because its blahblahblah. Just love. Just live... Just ENJOY your life instead of missing each moment because we're too focused on the NEXT one.

I'm not saying you shouldn't think about the future- but only as it affects the present. And the past, too - very important as it brings you to this moment.

A child can see through the lies we tell ourselves. That's why adult have to say things like "because I said so.." "because... thats how it is." "because God made it that way". We either don't know the answers or we assume that a child would never understand - and YET! It is the children who see most clearly. They have not yet had their vision tinted - they wear only the glasses they were born with, not the ones we've given them that change the way they all allowed to see the world.

I have to stop taking certain things so seriously... or I will spend my time thinking about things instead of feeling them, instead of experiencing them, instead of living them.

Perhaps it is as "simple" as playing with my inner child. Could it be that we feel sad or "empty" when we neglect that innocent, life-loving being within us? I should let her play... :-)

Love,

M