Age Limit: None…for Fun!

 

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“The master in the art of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his information and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence at whatever he does, leaving others to decide whether he is working or playing. To him, he’s always doing both.”  James Michener

 

What has happened to most of us, now that we’re long past the gates of Toyland?  Somewhere, between childhood and adulthood, we stopped playing.  Being an adult doesn’t mean that making time to have fun is a done deal, right?  There are so many benefits, starting with a positive sense of well-being, productivity and creativity.  And, fun and play should not end with childhood.

Yes, yes, adulting is serious business.  We focus on making more money, or some business venture; we set goals for weight loss and smoking cessation.  Well, what is the point of it all if we aren’t enjoying ourselves?  Sometimes, we’re all so caught up in life’s rat race that we can’t remember things we once really enjoyed doing and never make the time to find new interests.

Should we think about setting a play schedule?  A day here or there, time beyond any yearly two-week vacation?  Maybe, pencil yourself in and make a few “have fun” appointments?  Sure, as an adult, work responsibilities are in the forefront, but that inner child keeps bouncing a ball in the background and could care less about deadlines.

All too often, when we finally decide to stop and set aside some leisure time, we’re more likely to zone out in front of the television or computer than engage in fun and invigorating play like we did as children. But play is not just essential for kids; it can be an important source of relaxation and stimulation for adults as well.

Playing with your partner, friends, co-workers, pets, and children is a sure (and fun) way to fuel your imagination, creativity, problem-solving abilities, and emotional well-being. Adult play is a time to forget about work and commitments.  Mostly, it’s to be social in an unstructured, creative way.

Simply goofing off with friends, sharing jokes with a coworker, throwing a Frisbee on the beach, dressing up on Halloween with your kids, building a snowman in the yard, playing fetch with a dog, acting out charades at a party, or going for a bike ride with your spouse with no destination in mind…that’s play! There doesn’t need to be any point to the activity beyond having fun and enjoying yourself. By giving yourself permission to head off somewhere with the joyful abandon of childhood, you can reap many health benefits throughout life.

Try to clear your schedule for an afternoon or evening, for example, and then turn off your electronic devices. Give yourself permission to do whatever you want for the time you’ve allotted. Be spontaneous, set aside your inhibitions and try something fun, something you haven’t done since you were a kid, perhaps. And enjoy the change of pace.

Life is short. And play is an essential part of a complete life.  Get out there, while there’s still time!

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Quite enough…

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Overwhelmed…exhausted…discouraged and, frankly, I’ve had enough!

Life, in general, just keeps pressing in but, given the current state of world affairs, there are few get-away places.  Sure, there’s local shopping, plenty of binge-watching shows on television and, of course, food.  All harmless, some, well a bit more destructive.

But we all need to take a break for a few minutes, an hour, even for a day.  All mothers with small children know that when they escape into the bathroom for some mommy-time, ignoring the kiddy chaos going on outside the locked door.  At least for five minutes.

And, I think many of us have given thought to just getting in the car and drive somewhere, anywhere, while wondering how far we’d get before anyone noticed we were gone.  Relax!  I said thought.  Nothing more than one of those little escape fantasies that dance in your head.

For the past year, life has dealt a crushing blow on humanity with the onset of COVID.  And that’s been compounded by months of insane, and embarrassing, politics along with the reprehensible, destructive human behaviors across our country.   Most of us held hope that, with the arrival of midnight on December 31, 2020, some, imaginary, switch would go “click” with the start of the new year.  Yeah, right.  It didn’t take long for the social media jokes to start flashing with “I’d like to cancel my trial subscription to 2021” and that is a definite indicator that people already have had enough, just two weeks into this new year.

We all need a break.  A retreat of sorts, from things, twisted political ideologies, those who refuse to see the proverbial forest for the trees and… the damned media.  Ahead lies a huge crossroad, whether to the left, right, or straight down the middle, there is no clear path leading to that elusive best decision, on anything.

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So, we exclaim “enough!” and that, in itself, is unlikely to change anything going forward.  If we choose to walk away, we become much like those on the opposing side who hide behind those trees in the forest.  If we move to take a more energetic approach and respond accordingly, we’re deemed radical and problematic.  Achieving any element of human compromise or meeting on some elusive common ground, well, hate to say it but, there is little chance in hell that will happen, at least not in the next four years ahead.  Pigs might start flying and we’ll all win a big prize from Publisher’s Clearing House before any element of true governmental stability and honesty comes forward from most individuals voted into public office, certainly not from those who should have given up the political farm long, long ago.  Nothing much will change, certainly not just go away.  Especially when there is so much we should demand to know.

However, I’ve had quite enough.  As such, I’ll do my best to linger in the background, spouting a few terse, but snarky, comments every now and then.  And I will weep for the future.  You should as well.

 

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The spirit moved me…

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Holiday spirit.  Two words that, for many, have been difficult to muster up this year.  Especially for me, someone who usually cannot wait for the first Christmas music to start playing on the radio along with the sappy and fun holiday movies that pop up on television. Oh yes, besides being a Hallmark movie junkie. I scour the zillion channels on FIOS for White Christmas, A Christmas Story, National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation and the 1951 version of A Christmas Carol.  In fact, this year, I spent time on Christmas Day watching both Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer and Frosty the Snowman…just for snowflakes and giggles.  Both brought back memories of watching the shows when my own children were small.  That was a yearly tradition, along with never missing the lighting of the tree at Rockefeller Center.  Such simple things that made the holiday spirit come alive.

This year was so different.  Too many things became almost a chore, a tiring ritual with a lack of excitement involved as the preparations began.  Let’s face it, with the virus undercurrent flowing everywhere, so much of what we’ve all taken for granted was compromised.   No rushing into shopping malls for gifts, ordering instead from online sources and then hoping, wishing and praying with each tracking number received, that items would arrive in time for Christmas.  No large family, or other, gatherings to celebrate the season, opting for Zoom or other apps for human connections.

Still, underneath it all, some element of seasonal spirit managed to remain, mainly with the happy memories of holidays past and the hope that there would be more in the years ahead.  Somehow, these very thoughts kept dancing in my head as I made every effort to dive into my usual seasonal frenzy.

Our annual Christmas tree trek.  With the grandkids, of course.  (I blame them for choosing the 10’ tree that takes over the living room.)

Decorating the house, inside and out.  Bows and lights everywhere.  (The electric provider loves me during the holidays.)

The traditional Christmas Eve Feast of the Seven Fishes dinner.  Crab, Lobster, Shrimp, Mussels, Clams, Scallops, Bacalao, Anchovies.  (I know that’s 8 fishes.  I cook outside the box.)

Leaving cookies and milk for Santa (which I end up consuming while I’m wrapping presents).

Misplacing Baby Jesus for his birthday debut in the Manger (finally locating Him at 3 on Christmas morning).

Tracking Santa’s flight on Norad. (Yes, I still do that.  Don’t judge.)

And…one of the best of all, reading The Night Before Christmas to my grandchildren on Christmas Eve.  No matter how old they get, or how old I get (and can still hold the book up without assistance) this will be a precious family tradition. 

My hope is that they all carry it on, long after I’m gone (or I will come back to haunt them, like Marley’s ghost!).

 

workshop-button-1From Mama Kat’s Writers Workshop…List the top 7 things that fill you with the holiday spirit.

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