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Lessons from the honeymoon: Play in all things

ImageJust a little fun in the rain ūüôā

Play. ¬†Do you remember that word? ¬†It was a magical time as a kid where you could be and do anything you wanted to. ¬†In the words of Ms. Frizzle from the Magic School Bus, “Take chances, Make Mistakes, Get Messy.” ¬†Play allowed all of this and so much more. ¬†However, as we grew up play became separate from our life. ¬†For example, school clothes were for most of your day while your play clothes were only used briefly. ¬†Boy, did we put in work when the play clothes came out; digging in the dirt, hula hopping, or just building an imaginary Barbie world. ¬†I have realized play time¬†kept getting¬†shorter and shorter and is at the point where I no longer have play clothes at all. ¬†I have “work out clothes” or “yard work clothes”…. no play clothes because as an adult I don’t play. ¬†That is for children.

I’ve had a lot of time to think while on my honeymoon and have been reflecting on this loss of play in my life. ¬†Things are so serious. ¬†Everything is directed towards achievements and maintenance. ¬†As you can imagine this makes for a grumpy, stressed out Elise. ¬†Not what I want or, frankly, what I was designed to be. ¬†I decided while in Miami that play needs to be reintroduced, not just for recess time, but in all things. ¬†As stated in previous posts, we are told to “be as a child,” and in that innocence is truly living.

This notion came upon me while my husband and I were at the zoo. ¬†It was a lot of work, and money, to get there. ¬†I was worried about our schedule and budget. ¬†Then…. it started to rain, like torrential down pour rain. ¬†We hid under our tiny umbrella and then under a gazebo with other families. ¬†I, like I do, was listening to other peoples observations of the storm. ¬†People were frustrated, complaining, and fussing about how long it would take for it to stop raining. ¬†Somehow my mind silenced and drifted to a childhood memory of playing in the rain. ¬†It was such a carefree and effortless moment in my life; it was magic. ¬†Greg and I made the decision to leave the safety and security of the gazebo; we took a private tour of the zoo, playing in the rain. ¬†It is ironic how adults can take the gift of rain or time and make it work. ¬†Life is not work, it can be effortless if you just get out and play in the rain.

I did all other kinds of playful things in Miami but was worried about how I could bring this feeling back with me to my real life.  I decided to be intentional in creating playfulness in my every day life.  I am allowing myself to smile and giggle when my husband kisses me.  I was inspired by my niece to paint without direction and have no qualms about expressing my emotions during the process.  This morning in my yoga practice I focused on how I felt and redirected my patronizing thoughts to playing with my body.  As a kid we fell all the time, and God forbid, laughed about it.  I am aiming to reclaim the place were I allowed myself to play and experience humor in both success and failure.

Now go out and play.  Get messy, make mistakes, and authentically embrace every moment of it.