Someone once said the opposite of play is not work: it’s depression.
Play: a creative way to become un-balled up (my definition).
To become un-self-conscious. Un-clutched. Un-moored & “in” the shining moment (no matter how grim).
all the execs relax. Play is Non-Result-Seeking and un-important? & children abandon themselves fully to it.
I can count on abandoning myself fully when I babysit my friend’s children (healthy prescription for a retired older woman: once/week). They teach me lightness, how to have fun fun fun…til’ your Daddy took the T-bird away?
Girls just wanna have fun? I know this from experience. You’re only alive until you’re not, right? On the limousine ride to my father’s grave, my brothers cracked jokes. Lots of them (about our dad’s frequent/silly/stupid puns). we laughed &the load was lightened.
I tell myself: before the wind is sucked out of me, Have Fun. While the wind is being sucked out of me, I tell myself: play with the children to feel happy and alive!
Someone else once said: to advance humanity, we need to be playful and immature, NOT sober and cautious, so I figure you’re not really wasting time, if you’re having fun wasting it, right?
I tell myself: Let us be grateful to people (especially children) in our lives, who make us happy & encourage our hardened souls to bloom. They don’t really do this with, or, on purpose. They’re freely leaving their “selves” behind on the doorstep & simply having fun.