As a child; we learn to play…
It starts at an early age with rattles, mirrors, and toys to
stimulate our developing senses. It carries over into adolescence when we would
play tag, or ride our bikes outside for hours. We go off to college to learn
the way of the world, make new friends, and find play by way of study groups,
all nighters, eating, drinking, or typical college fun.
Then we grow up...
We get jobs, get married. Some of us settle down and have
kids. We start worrying about how to pay the bills. We spend hours commuting to
a job that may or may not be enjoyable, use another eight hours on the clock at
that job, then several more to get home. After that; it’s time to get dinner on
the table, or maybe workout. If you have kids, there are activities, bath, and
bedtime. Finish all this, and maybe you can steal some time with a book before
you fall asleep.
Throw any type of medical issue in the mix, and that adds
time to and from the doctor, picking up the medicine, paying more bills,
attempting to rest, and occasionally spending time with friends or your
significant other. Oh, and we can’t forget grocery shopping, or the tons of other
stuff left on your ‘to do’ list. Somewhere along the way, we get so busy...we forget
to breathe.
“We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop
playing.” ~ George Bernard Shaw
When was the last time you spun so hard you couldn’t stop
laughing? Or climbed triumphantly to the top of the jungle gym? Or swung so
high you felt like you could fly? When was the last time you skipped, or chased
someone, or got so excited it took your breath away?
We get so busy; we forget how to have fun.
I was fortunate enough this weekend to attend a child’s
birthday party. After the party, several of the parents, their children, myself
and my husband went to the park. We ran around until our faces were red, and
did all of those things that as adults, we have all stopped thinking about. It
was the BEST afternoon I’ve had in a
really long time.
I realized that I am at a crossroads in my life. I can
continue to focus on all of the things that have gone wrong, or I can empower
the positive attitude and smile that everyone associates with me. Life can be
serious, but life also needs to be lived. We all need to step back, breathe, and
evaluate. We need to remember what it’s like to have fun.
When it comes your time to do that…let me know. Maybe we can play a game.
As I told you on the playground, you giving yourself permission to play gave me permission to play. It was marvelous! I did the same thing on Sunday, swinging with my daughters and walking an old log with them. It is interesting, learning to trust my body again. Giving it gentle challenges.
ReplyDeletePlay is essential to the human condition. Now where can we find a bouncy house that will let us in?
Hugs,
Jennifer