When was the last time you had fun? I mean really let loose, don’t care what
other people think, show your knickers and laugh out loud – ‘appropriate’ behavior
be damned.
I am into a lot of what I consider to be very serious causes
and movements; trying to help educate people on the preservation of a healthy
society, creating a healthy micro climate in my backyard, teaching people about
the importance of the elimination of debt, promoting the acceptance and
tolerance of people of all different colors and creeds. Heavy stuff.
I had a few reminders recently that, while this is all good
and important stuff, basically we are all ants and I could get stepped on
tomorrow.
I believe that my energy, or life force, is the real
me. What I do to make money, the title I
wear, car I drive, or the neighborhood that I live in are just external
trappings, paper mache.
Have you ever made paper mache? A fragile shell full of …………..nothing. Depending on the artist the paper mache form
can be beautiful or plain but generally it is full of ………..nothing.
In Mexico the clay pot has largely been replaced by the
paper mache piñata; Full of sweet treats
and small pretty toys, this paper mache sculpture is full of fun and
surprise. When the end comes and the beautiful piñata meets its final,
and inevitable, conclusion - the sweets and toys are scattered far and wide for
everyone to enjoy.
Yes, I want the planet to heal, I want there to be healthy
food available for my granddaughter so she can develop properly, I want
people to learn not to hate each other, I want us all to have the right to
choose. But………..
Most important I want my piñata to be full of light and
laughter so that when my shell finally disintegrates the contents will spill
smiles, giggles, and fun times to everyone around. So, fair warning folks – let the sillyness
begin – can you tell me a good reason why not?
2 comments:
One of my little bits of light and silliness it to walk on top of those concrete curb-type borders. You know, the ones in parking lots, or along planting areas. And yes, I still do this in my 40's.
(And no; honestly, I'm not practicing for a DUI test.)
Thanks for the reminder!
It's almost scary how little we MAKE the time to have fun, and the older I get, the less I seem to do it.
At age 72, I just bought a pair of RED high-top sneakers, LOL.
Thanks for the reminder!
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