The holidays are just past. They’re a time for playing, so I spent some time playing with one of my toys – a digital drawing program on my phone. Creating shapes and playing with color are a pleasure, and when even the act of creating is pure play then creating can only be pure pleasure – and the process more important than the results.
And then I played with words:Sunrise, sunset, rolling over night to day to night. beginnings, endings, renewings – smile hello, wave goodbye, cry hello again…
It’s all endings and beginnings, and life flows on in between.
Last year ended with storms of wind and snow and icy rain. This year is starting with winds that toss the waters and sing in the window cracks, making cold into bitter cold. Old year, new year, the days come and go in much the same way, and weather doesn’t care much for our attempts to corral and predict it with dates and times and seasons. It has its own cycles.
And so do we – wake and sleep, give and receive, work and play, birth and death. Each part of the cycle has its place.
So let us not neglect play, an activity ripe with possibilities and full of joy and discovery. For life, like weather, doesn’t care much for our attempts to corral and predict. As John Lennon said, “Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans…”
Wonder what life will bring this New Year?