Sacred play

When we were children, we used to play games, some we learned, some we invented, and some we made up as we went along, inspiring each other with our ideas.
When we became adults, we played games, some we learned, some we invented, and some we make up as we go along, inspiring each other with our ideas.

I was watching a group of children playing yesterday, and their intensity and involvement was something to behold. They created this little world on the sidewalk, and they were huddled around the objects and the energy of their play, interacting, involved, engaged. They were about six children, all pre-school age, and this was the serious business of playing!

When the children left their dreaming and were called home, they left the symbols and patterns they had created on the sidewalk, and an older woman that lived nearby came out with her broom and swept them all into the grass. She destroyed their creation, but hopefully not their dreaming.

Are we so different when we get older and wiser and smarter seeking solutions for our lives and for the world?

May we never take ourselves too seriously and forget how to play.
May we meet out on the sidewalk and touch each other’s ideas and remember the wonder of our dreaming!