Play
is an activity
that my cats have kept me up to date about.
No matter what is happening in my world,
they have always reminded me
that it’s important to take time out for a little silliness,
and they always appreciate my participation . . .
it helps ease the seriousness back into its box for awhile
and makes me feel young(ish) again.
Sophie
likes to lie on her back and rabbit kick my arm
while I ‘attack’ her chest.
Phoebe
prefers to nip at my feet
and then run like hell when I go to chase her . . .
all of my cats
and a few dogs too
have their favorite games
including soccer with milk bottle tops
and chasing toilet paper rolls tied to a string.
Today
I played in the garden,
making a game
of cutting all of the plastic ties
that hold the chicken wire to the fence,
and then did a little number
while planting dead nettle
and pulling up Virginia creeper . . .
the work went faster,
and I didn’t realize how tired and sore I was
until the job was done,
so distracted was I
by the fun of it.
I thought,
‘you know,
I’ve got to do this more often,’
and I think I will,
buoyed up as I am
from an afternoon in the sun
and digging in the rich earth of my garden beds.
Thank you for this question. ♥
So, the daily activity that I approach with a playful spirit, with a playful mindset, is walking. It’s not just about relaxing, giving myself some exercise, and stretching my legs. It’s a time for me to enjoy everyone who is also walking at the park. Even though now, when I’m in my hometown in a small, cramped city, there are not really any spaces for me to walk like when I was in Minnesota. But I’m looking forward to the time when I get back to Minnesota and can have a playful walking time with Loc.
My Ngoc, we’re slightly past the halfway mark now. I look forward to you returning home to MN. We’ll get to go on many walks and run our prefered slower paste system. What matters there is that we’ve proven that we can adapt to our circumstances.
I’ve been blocked too,
dear Carol Ann,
since Saturday,
and can’t get through to the gratefulness team.
I’ll be surprised
if this post goes through . . .
Carol, I was able to reply to Christina this time. As for your son, I’m glad you have that in him. I, myself, despite still being just 34, remember how playful I was as a child. I just recently been getting that back as I continue to go from a head to heart person. It’s easier to get stuck in our heads as we age. Settling on just a couple part-time piano performing jobs certainly helps too.
I hope to get out and do some yard work today.
I do enjoy it, but also I complain about it.
So I will attempt to keep my complaints to a minimum and just enjoy getting dirty and sweaty and making my little yard feel a little more tended.
I hope you all have a joyful and restful Sunday.
The full (blue) moon last was amazing. Maybe even magical. 😁
Charlie, I posted this poem yesterday…sending it again in case you didn’t see it.
“The Moon Knows” by Carol Conner
The moon knows
that it is not
the light.
Michele, the nature of chores is never fun. Fun and responsibility don’t play nicely. We can find ways to reduce heaviness and bordom. I’m glad you have that with singing. For me, collaboration with Ngoc helps a lot. Her aside, my disciplined mindset like my dad helps me understand that I only move closer to doing whatever I want.
Irrigating. Everyday activity, for now. Just like a child near water. Can not help themselves but to play with the precious liquid. Agua es Vida. Peace, Love & Light.
My walk. My condo complex is not friendly and this distresses me. I have contributed somewhat. Yesterday as I was walking I thought do what you want and let the dreams of friendliness go. It freed me.
Loc, you’re right my expectations of friendship have throttled me. Realistically it’s not like I don’t have some friends here, maybe not as many as I’d like, but that’s expectations too!
Christina, I’m glad you’re coming to that realization. I have a hard time with making and maintainening friendships, so I know all too well. Expectations often have these 3 words, “As much as.” The US is competitive in all corners. Competition and expectation go together.
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Play
is an activity
that my cats have kept me up to date about.
No matter what is happening in my world,
they have always reminded me
that it’s important to take time out for a little silliness,
and they always appreciate my participation . . .
it helps ease the seriousness back into its box for awhile
and makes me feel young(ish) again.
Sophie
likes to lie on her back and rabbit kick my arm
while I ‘attack’ her chest.
Phoebe
prefers to nip at my feet
and then run like hell when I go to chase her . . .
all of my cats
and a few dogs too
have their favorite games
including soccer with milk bottle tops
and chasing toilet paper rolls tied to a string.
Today
I played in the garden,
making a game
of cutting all of the plastic ties
that hold the chicken wire to the fence,
and then did a little number
while planting dead nettle
and pulling up Virginia creeper . . .
the work went faster,
and I didn’t realize how tired and sore I was
until the job was done,
so distracted was I
by the fun of it.
I thought,
‘you know,
I’ve got to do this more often,’
and I think I will,
buoyed up as I am
from an afternoon in the sun
and digging in the rich earth of my garden beds.
Thank you for this question. ♥
☀️💦🌱🌞
So, the daily activity that I approach with a playful spirit, with a playful mindset, is walking. It’s not just about relaxing, giving myself some exercise, and stretching my legs. It’s a time for me to enjoy everyone who is also walking at the park. Even though now, when I’m in my hometown in a small, cramped city, there are not really any spaces for me to walk like when I was in Minnesota. But I’m looking forward to the time when I get back to Minnesota and can have a playful walking time with Loc.
My Ngoc, we’re slightly past the halfway mark now. I look forward to you returning home to MN. We’ll get to go on many walks and run our prefered slower paste system. What matters there is that we’ve proven that we can adapt to our circumstances.
I went to listen to Irish music at my new Irish center from 4-6 and it was fun doing a lot of sing alongs and learning some gaelic words.
Yesterday I got blocked and hardly wrote anything but today is fine. I noticed not many responses yesterday and today.
I’ve been blocked all day. Can’t post on the daily question. Trying to post again!
I’ve been blocked too,
dear Carol Ann,
since Saturday,
and can’t get through to the gratefulness team.
I’ll be surprised
if this post goes through . . .
I tried to post a reply to this question and the new one today, June 1, but the big YOU ARE BLOCKED screen comes up 🙁
Oh, I wonder if I’m still blocked…
What is going on with this site? I emailed them, but no response yet. And this is the 2nd time I’m trying to reply to my own reply…
Carol, I was just replying to Christina now and got blocked too.
It worked this time! As for the daily question, my son came today and anytime he is here, there is a spirit of play!
Carol, I was able to reply to Christina this time. As for your son, I’m glad you have that in him. I, myself, despite still being just 34, remember how playful I was as a child. I just recently been getting that back as I continue to go from a head to heart person. It’s easier to get stuck in our heads as we age. Settling on just a couple part-time piano performing jobs certainly helps too.
I hope to get out and do some yard work today.
I do enjoy it, but also I complain about it.
So I will attempt to keep my complaints to a minimum and just enjoy getting dirty and sweaty and making my little yard feel a little more tended.
I hope you all have a joyful and restful Sunday.
The full (blue) moon last was amazing. Maybe even magical. 😁
Aha,
dear Charlie!
You DO have magic in you
after all! 🙂
☀️
Charlie, I posted this poem yesterday…sending it again in case you didn’t see it.
“The Moon Knows” by Carol Conner
The moon knows
that it is not
the light.
Without the sun
it wouldn’t
rule the night.
Like me
sometimes
it turns within
a sliver
then half
then whole again.
Dark clouds
may hide it
from my view.
Dark clouds
I know
I get them, too.
The storms
they bring
will always pass.
The sun
once more
its light will cast.
Upon my sliver,
my half,
my whole.
New light
arises
in my soul.
A moon child
I will
always be.
It’s light
my guide
through stormy seas.
Yes! I saw that poem and was inspired.
Thank you for posting it again.
The meditation
Doing the dishes singing, also singing while playing music, walking in the rain which is pooring but acutally lessens a bit.
Ose, my dad is super disciplined where he walks at least twice per day for 2hrs each. No skipping even if it looks dreary outside.
I need to do some vacuuming today – I can sing/hum while I do it… same with the dishes
Happy Sunday to all. ☮💗
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Michele, the nature of chores is never fun. Fun and responsibility don’t play nicely. We can find ways to reduce heaviness and bordom. I’m glad you have that with singing. For me, collaboration with Ngoc helps a lot. Her aside, my disciplined mindset like my dad helps me understand that I only move closer to doing whatever I want.
Irrigating. Everyday activity, for now. Just like a child near water. Can not help themselves but to play with the precious liquid. Agua es Vida. Peace, Love & Light.
. . . watching the birds
peck around in the puddles . . .
they know joy too,
dear Joseph. 🙂
They certainly do!
Joseph, I remember as a child, I’d run around the sprinkler before. I’ve heard stories of my friends doing that too.
Answering the daily grateful living question is an everyday activity I can approach with playfulness today. “I make it up as I go” Indiana Jones.
My walk. My condo complex is not friendly and this distresses me. I have contributed somewhat. Yesterday as I was walking I thought do what you want and let the dreams of friendliness go. It freed me.
Christina, it’s amazing to see the night and day difference it makes when we let go of expectations. I’m very happy for you.
Loc, you’re right my expectations of friendship have throttled me. Realistically it’s not like I don’t have some friends here, maybe not as many as I’d like, but that’s expectations too!
Christina, I’m glad you’re coming to that realization. I have a hard time with making and maintainening friendships, so I know all too well. Expectations often have these 3 words, “As much as.” The US is competitive in all corners. Competition and expectation go together.