We Need More Play

My husband and kiddo visited me this morning at work. It’s a snow day. They were heading to breakfast and Matt wanted to check on me. Kali is ready to play. She came into my office and immediately began to color on paper creating squiggly lines and such…

I don’t know when we lose our imagination to create with such wonder and simplicity. I don’t know when we start to believe that being responsible means we stop playing.

Here is the thing…we can easily return to a path of wonder. We can return to innocence and magic. We can easily dance in the puddles, with a tutu and tiara, and call in fairies. We can take a blanket and wrap it around our necks to make a superhero cape and skip all around the house. We can paint our nails different colors and put bows and strings in our hair. Why not? We can return to all that is innocent and wondrous. NO ONE can dictate your child-like magic moments. That is all on you!

This is your path. This is your life. This is your chance to do everything and anything in your life. There is nothing stopping you from diving into your imagination. Close your eyes and go to that place of JOY. Do it through meditation, painting, music, writing, jogging, hiking…anything that removes you from the everyday chit chat of mundane activity. If a 4 year old can find magic in creating lines on a paper why not create your own space of enchantment through the chaos of your life? Our little girl is reminding me of what’s important…and why I have lost it before.

Enter the forest with an open mind and heart and let the fairies guide you into a place where nothing is impossible… Ride a unicorn or a dragon… create that scenario in your mind and go with it. Allow your soul to really feel freedom!

Have a blessed day. The path is widely open, free, and available for you to journey on….just do it! Oh…but stay warm pls. No frost bites allowed.

Returning to Innocence

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There’s a natural endearing innocence to children. Their curiosity is breathtakingly admirable. We forget the wonders of an innocent young mind. There is a mesmerizing quality to their thoughts and imagination. If we could just hold on to that simplicity for the rest of our adult life! How extraordinary the journey would be if we just remained child-like.

Throughout the years, I have watched and witnessed my own children play, laugh, and create wonders from their imaginations. I have always allowed creativity to be a huge part of their lives. I encourage them to see the world in more dimensions than the visible one we are accustomed to live in. In the past few years I have tried to dismiss the rigid structure and ideas I had about my own life. It is always easier to preach and tell others to live a certain way, but hypocritical not to follow through in our own lives.

Today, after several busy weeks, I choose to sit for a little while and marvel at life. I will be a little girl staring out the window, witnessing the magic of the world. I will kick back and stare out as birds fly in and out of the yard, the trees sway to the wind, and the cars pass by in a distance. I choose to laugh, and possibly cry, as I do in days that I reflect and return to innocence. I will put my IPOD on dance shuffle and pretend I am a kid again with my round brush as a microphone, standing in front of an invisible audience and belt out to Donna Summer’s Last Dance. After all, being a kid is the best part of growing old. My body is ready for some fun.

I will not allow the negative chit chat of ego to dictate this day. I will not follow rules. I will not be an adult. That’s exhausting. It’s time to just let go for a little while. It’s time to stop the rigidity of it all.

Give yourself the privilege of returning to your innocence. Play like you mean it. Dance like if no one was watching. And, sing to your favorite tune! Life can’t get any sweeter than this…because your inner child is in charged.

 

Returning to Innocence

There’s a natural endearing innocence to children.  Their curiosity is breathtakingly admirable.  We forget the wonders of an innocent young mind.  There is a mesmerizing quality to their thoughts and imagination.  If we could just hold on to that simplicity for the rest of our adult life!  How extraordinary the journey would be if we just remained child-like.

Last night we rented a sweet movie called “Salmon Fishing in the Yemen.”  The main character played by Ewan McGregor, is like a small child or one with autism.  His lack of social skills makes him even more innocent.  Sitting through the story I thought about how many times I wish I could just see the world for what it is.  In the movie, the hope and faith of bringing salmon to Yemen from Britain makes one want to go fishing.  Simplicity is so easy but we automatically complicate it.  My mind doesn’t allow for such black and white thoughts.  I tend to go beyond and start to analyze, even when I don’t try to.

Throughout the years, I have watched and witnessed my own children play, laugh, and create wonders from their imaginations.  I have always allowed creativity to be a huge part of their lives.  I encourage them to see the world in more dimensions than the visible one we are accustomed to live in.  In the past few years I have tried to dismiss the rigid structure and ideas I had about my own life.  It is always easier to preach and tell others to live a certain way, but hypocritical not to follow through in our own lives.

'Little Boy' by NelsonMy son, Nelson, took the picture of this little boy on the Greyhound Bus from Miami to Orlando recently.  He knows how much I love pictures of little kids.  I have it on my phone and each time I look at it I am taken to a place of wonder and joy.  What can he be thinking?  How is he seeing the world outside of that window?  Where is his imagination traveling to while he sits on that ride?

So today, after a much busy week, I choose to sit for a little while and marvel at life.  I want to be that little boy staring out the window, witnessing the magic of the world.  I will kick back and stare out the window of my home, while a wedding is taking place in our retreat center.  I choose to laugh and probably cry, as I do in all weddings.   My children have been gone for a week and this house is quiet.  In their absence I will return to my innocence through play and silliness.  I will put my IPOD on dance shuffle and pretend I am a kid again with my round brush as a microphone, standing in front of an invisible audience and belt out to Donna Summer’s Last Dance. After all, being a kid is the best part of growing old.  My body is ready for some fun.

Give yourself the privilege of returning to your innocence.  Play like you mean it.  Dance like if no one was watching. And, sing to your favorite tune!  Life can’t get any sweeter than this….