In one regard, I totally understand why Life might not seem playful, and for the ones who are in that space, I don’t mean to imply that you SHOULD see it as so.
On the other hand, though, when looking at my direct experience, I can see that behind my painful moments, there is a landscape of Life that waits for me to come back to a spirit of play. Because… in my painful moments I’m innocently blinded to the real nature and opportunity of Life and consumed by my… dream of inadequacy and loss of what I’m holding on to.
Sometimes even, if someone were to suggest that I “should be” more playful when I’m in that space, surely part of me wants to punch them in the face (if it was a man 😉 and I’m only/partly joking).
However, in my moments of clarity, when I’m not lost in the painful chaos of the mind and find myself profoundly present in heart, body, and mind… I saw something extraordinary.
Mostly, I see that in whatever pain might arise, I’m taking something to be serious that simply isn’t serious at all. Behind this projection of seriousness, this projection that sees the loss of what I only imagine being “mine” in the future, I see a present moment of freedom where my ‘wholeness’ cannot be touched by life.
In other words, I see that all the points are imaginary. Whether I seem to lose something or gain something, it simply doesn’t mean anything about me or what I am. Furthermore, the loss or gain of these points does not have the power to make me feel any certain way. The power that affects my internal state of being is entirely based on how I interpret these points.
AND… it is the “open to interpretation” that is part of the playful nature of being human.
It’s like painting with my perception. To paint is an act of play. There is a blank canvas that allows me to paint whatever, and I have an infinite number of colors and combinations to paint with.
As with the human experience, in my imagination, there is an infinite number of stories I can tell, an infinite combination of meanings that ultimately determine/influence my internal state. I’m observing Life and painting a picture, and then I experience that painting on the INSIDE of what I am.
The apparent LACK OF PLAY… only arises when I think the stories and ‘meanings’ are coming from the outside. I experience them as “happening to me,” rather than “happening from within me.”
- “Happening to me” sees myself as a prisoner and victim of circumstance. It seems me as powerless, and at the whim of a constantly changing and uncontrollable environment.
- “Happening from with me” sees myself on a great and playful adventure that dives deeply into the miracle of what I am as a conscious human being having a temporary human experience on Earth; I’m playing at being human and discovering the profound nature of what I really am.
The more clearly I see this, very simply, the less there is to fear. The more clearly I DON’T SEE THIS, then… very simply, the more there is to fear.
It’s my intent to hold space for this inquiry during the Live Video Broadcast on today’s episode of… “Holding Space for Love to be Seen.”
I invite you to join me, and relax in a sacred space that connects us to the genuine and PLAYFUL opportunity of BEING ALIVE.
See you soon.
