Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Living like a child.

Remember when you were a kid? You hit the ground running at the first sign of daylight.  That exhilarating feeling of pure joy and abandonment, of not having a care in the world. Where the most mundane things could give you hours of joy.
An old box become a pirate ship taking you off to unknown lands to search for buried treasures.
A cornfield became the deep, dark rainforest and you were leading the expedition to find new land.
Any old piece of junk became a valuable wall or ceiling in your secret fort where no boys (or girls) were allowed.
Our possibilities were endless because we didn't limit ourselves. When you're ten, "they sky's the limit!"
Let's let go of our limits.
If we are actively searching and open to a life of joy and new experiences possibly the trying times won't seem quite so tough.
It's all in our perception! To many adults the morning light means, "ugh, I have to get up and force my way through the day, to a child it says, "woohoo! another day of adventure!"
I'll take the "woohoo" anyday!

6 comments:

  1. was Thoreau part of the Utopian group in Concord? Maybe what he was searching for all his life was God?????

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  2. He was a transcendentalist and yes in Concord. He did believe in God, but not so much organized religion, sitting in a church etc. etc. My favorite quote of his comes from a book called, "Wild Fruits" that was found and published not too long ago, "My job is to find God in nature, to know his lurking places."

    A funny little story about Thoreau, One day he decided to dig up the flower beds outside of the church and lay manure to get ready to plant flowers...the flower beds completely encircled the church... so you can imagine the smell was quite strong...but it just so happened that he decided to lay manure on Sunday morning during the church service. :)

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  3. so I'm guessing he had a funny bone after all!!! MOST OF THE THINGS i've read by him, always seemed so somber, or maybe that wasn't the right word, maybe just enjoyed his own company, and words!

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  4. Love this post, Christy, great topic and great blog theme. Angie

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  5. do you think he was considered a nare'do'well in his own time? He never seemed to work much?

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  6. He didn't really work at all, well here and there but he thought time was a blessing and the biggest disgrace we could do to ourselves and our lives was wasting time...especially time spent on a job that was only about earning a dollar to spend on stuff! :)

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