I like Harry Potter. I like The Twilight Series. I prefer kids movies over those filled with action and violence. Yes, I realize that I'm nearly forty and that this seems like I'm being childish to some of you. I, emphatically disagree. What I think it is, perhaps what I KNOW it is, is my desire for a simpler time. Less stress, more magic.
I love to watch the rain fall, listen to the thunder roll and wait for the lightning to strike. I still count the seconds in between. I love the smell of rain. The clean, fresh, damp smell of the Earth being bathed in love. I see the miracle of it. I'm impressed by the rain.
I love the quiet. I like to be here alone, during the day and just be. No television. No radio. No drama. No talking. Just peace and quiet. It's a profoundly important part of my day. If you don't spend much time in total silence, I highly recommend it. It's good for the soul.
I love the way the grass "knows" to turn green every spring, that the trees "know" it safe to sprout new leaves. I love that the flowers that have disappeared over the winter, push their tiny heads up through the dirt, to greet the sun, head on. I see the magic and mystery in it, the beauty and vitality that is all around me.
I don't mind that I'm seen as childish. It's okay. Honestly, I feel kind of sorry for those people who have "moved past all that crap" and don't get to clearly see the magic that's surrounds them everyday. Snowflakes, butterflies, lady bugs, rain drops, rainbows, the full moon, fog, a sun set and a sun rise, the bunnies that emerge just in time for the warm sun and rain showers, the feel of the first sunburn of the season, the smell of grills heating up waiting for hot dogs, hamburgers, a steak or some chicken, the sizzle when the meat hits the grill. It's all magical. It all matters. It's all related. Sometimes, I think that maybe, I feel so overwhelmed because I really do "see it" all; whereas other "adults" seem to have tuned all these things out. Perhaps, I would have more patience, more energy, less stress, if I wasn't so hyper-aware of everything going on around me. I'm not sure that I know how to just "turn it off". I'm not sure that I want to. I like that when my nine year old notices something, I know that I noticed it, too. I like that the magic of the world hasn't escaped my notice.
In the same way I "see" all the world around me, I feel it, too. I think that the way in which I'm most "child like" is in how easily my feelings get hurt. This I am working on. I realize that I need to grow a thicker skin. I need to NOT let things hurt me or upset me so quickly. Yet, they do. I am getting better at hiding it from the outside world. Stuffing those feelings down deep; like a real "grown-up' does. But......is that what the goal really should be? Should we all just stuff and stuff and stuff? Or worse yet, should we just harden our hearts to the outside world? Not trust? Not love? Not risk getting hurt? Does that make us better or smarter than our younger counterparts? Or do they, the children, have it right? I'm not sure. I do feel like all that we need to know to get through life, successfully, we really did learn in kindergarten. 1) Share. 2) Be nice to people, even if they're not nice to you. 3) Afternoon naps rock! 4) Wash your hands after you wipe something, sneeze or cough. 5) Take your time, with your work. Don't rush through it. 6) Listen to your friends and they'll listen to you. Don't interrupt. 7) Always tell the truth. 8) Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, in order to learn the most. Seems simple enough, right? But, let's really look at the list. How many of us can say that we do all of these things? Hell, how many of us can say that we do half of these things?
Perhaps, there's something to being "childish"? To seeing the magic that the world has to offer, to liking childish things, to being nice and polite, to being willing to share. I don't mind saying that I cried when we first made it to Disney World. Partly for my children and partly for myself. I cried when I saw "Toy Story 3". Yes. Yes, I did. I cried when all the friends held hands and smiled at each other, knowing that they were about to be burned "alive". It gives me goose bumps now, a lump in my throat. It means something to me. My daughters cried, too. I like it that way. I want them to see that I have feelings and that I care about things, even animated characters. I want them to have feelings. I don't want them to stuff, stuff, stuff it away.
So, yeah.....I like Harry Potter and The Twilight Series. My favorite movies are made my Pixar. Violence makes my tummy hurt. And you know what????.......... I like it that way.
Take a deep breath........................it's just another day in Perfect!!!!!
I love to watch the rain fall, listen to the thunder roll and wait for the lightning to strike. I still count the seconds in between. I love the smell of rain. The clean, fresh, damp smell of the Earth being bathed in love. I see the miracle of it. I'm impressed by the rain.
I love the quiet. I like to be here alone, during the day and just be. No television. No radio. No drama. No talking. Just peace and quiet. It's a profoundly important part of my day. If you don't spend much time in total silence, I highly recommend it. It's good for the soul.
I love the way the grass "knows" to turn green every spring, that the trees "know" it safe to sprout new leaves. I love that the flowers that have disappeared over the winter, push their tiny heads up through the dirt, to greet the sun, head on. I see the magic and mystery in it, the beauty and vitality that is all around me.
I don't mind that I'm seen as childish. It's okay. Honestly, I feel kind of sorry for those people who have "moved past all that crap" and don't get to clearly see the magic that's surrounds them everyday. Snowflakes, butterflies, lady bugs, rain drops, rainbows, the full moon, fog, a sun set and a sun rise, the bunnies that emerge just in time for the warm sun and rain showers, the feel of the first sunburn of the season, the smell of grills heating up waiting for hot dogs, hamburgers, a steak or some chicken, the sizzle when the meat hits the grill. It's all magical. It all matters. It's all related. Sometimes, I think that maybe, I feel so overwhelmed because I really do "see it" all; whereas other "adults" seem to have tuned all these things out. Perhaps, I would have more patience, more energy, less stress, if I wasn't so hyper-aware of everything going on around me. I'm not sure that I know how to just "turn it off". I'm not sure that I want to. I like that when my nine year old notices something, I know that I noticed it, too. I like that the magic of the world hasn't escaped my notice.
In the same way I "see" all the world around me, I feel it, too. I think that the way in which I'm most "child like" is in how easily my feelings get hurt. This I am working on. I realize that I need to grow a thicker skin. I need to NOT let things hurt me or upset me so quickly. Yet, they do. I am getting better at hiding it from the outside world. Stuffing those feelings down deep; like a real "grown-up' does. But......is that what the goal really should be? Should we all just stuff and stuff and stuff? Or worse yet, should we just harden our hearts to the outside world? Not trust? Not love? Not risk getting hurt? Does that make us better or smarter than our younger counterparts? Or do they, the children, have it right? I'm not sure. I do feel like all that we need to know to get through life, successfully, we really did learn in kindergarten. 1) Share. 2) Be nice to people, even if they're not nice to you. 3) Afternoon naps rock! 4) Wash your hands after you wipe something, sneeze or cough. 5) Take your time, with your work. Don't rush through it. 6) Listen to your friends and they'll listen to you. Don't interrupt. 7) Always tell the truth. 8) Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, in order to learn the most. Seems simple enough, right? But, let's really look at the list. How many of us can say that we do all of these things? Hell, how many of us can say that we do half of these things?
Perhaps, there's something to being "childish"? To seeing the magic that the world has to offer, to liking childish things, to being nice and polite, to being willing to share. I don't mind saying that I cried when we first made it to Disney World. Partly for my children and partly for myself. I cried when I saw "Toy Story 3". Yes. Yes, I did. I cried when all the friends held hands and smiled at each other, knowing that they were about to be burned "alive". It gives me goose bumps now, a lump in my throat. It means something to me. My daughters cried, too. I like it that way. I want them to see that I have feelings and that I care about things, even animated characters. I want them to have feelings. I don't want them to stuff, stuff, stuff it away.
So, yeah.....I like Harry Potter and The Twilight Series. My favorite movies are made my Pixar. Violence makes my tummy hurt. And you know what????.......... I like it that way.
Take a deep breath........................it's just another day in Perfect!!!!!
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