With summer here (at least according to our calendar) and both kids at home, we've all been playing.
We're playing with each other, by ourselves, and with our schedules. We're playing with this change.
We've played my way.
We've played their way.
Day by day, we're figuring out how to play together.
As with all things in life, lessons learned in one practice apply to all practices.
With my art and developing vocation, I've been playing. If I try to take it too seriously, I get frustrated and want to quit. (Same with the summer...if we try to adhere to much to a schedule or "shoulds", things seem to fall apart.)
But looking through my play mind? Ah, the process was delicious. I'm loving just sitting down with a pencil and creating. My mind revels in all of the things that are right...that I'm doing this (!), that there is beauty in each one, that this is really my life.
Each day now, I play. With the kids, my art, my schedule, my tummy (suck it in. let it out. suck it in. let it out.), my perspectives.