I realized something about CHRISTmas many of you may already know. Or maybe you don't really know it but are affected by this anyway. Or maybe you don't know and are not affected by it. I tend to believe the second sentance. Please read back. Ok. Now, anyway, I wanted to mention this obvious observation to help point out something very important in our daily lives from age 1 to 101, and it is this: CHRISTmas happens once a year and no matter who you are or what you do or are doing, it affects you deeply the same way. That way is how it was programmed into you in childhood. Now, CHRISTmas as an older person, 22, 44, 65 years old, will STILL make you become that child who got up at 5:30am and wondered out to the blinking CHRISTmas tree in your jammies with little feet on them and your eyes bugged out and you got a big smile looking at all the presents Santa brought to your living room overnight. Then four hours later after ODing on Saturday morning cartoons, you get the uphoric pleasure of ripping open those packages and adding to your toy collection.
Now, whether you choose to believe it or not, I feel for this one day a year, you get to revert back to being a child EVEN IF IT IS ONLY HIDDEN INSIDE YOURSLEF for no one else to see. It is STILL part of the pleasure and treasure of CHRISTmas.
Now my observation is this: Why do you only allow yourself that guilty pleasure on CHRISTmas? True that day is extreme amounts of fun compared to other 'normal' days, but that doesn't mean you have to put that child-like excitement about life back on its shelf until 364 days later. I guess what I am saying is, there is ABSOLUTELY NO REASON why we can't be grown ups and still enjoy the parts of being a child at the same time. Some will describe life in STAGES or PHASES where you move OUT of one and INTO another: childhood > teens > adulthood > elderly..... but I say it is ADDITIVE: childhood > childhood&teens > childhood&teens&adult etc.
You don't sudden forget everything you were in grade school, high school, college, or whereever your path has gone. It is ALL still there jsut waiting for you to unwrap it like a CHRISTmas present to yourself, everyday you wake up. We are a combination of all those previous experiences, and there is no reason to not still enjoy whatever we want from the good parts of those experiences.
When was the last time you went to a roller skating rink?
When was the last time you slept on your back deck in a sleeping bag star gazing, listening to a portable radio until the batteries died?
When was the last time you and your wife made out in a car?
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU BOUGHT YOURSELF A TOY? Now, adult toys are similar and most 'guys' have that action down.... ladies? ? ?
So please, as a personal request from me, please realize that the fun and joy that CHRISTmas brings up inside you, is something you ALWAYS HAVE in your heart, ready to pull out every stinking day of your life. Why wait until CHRISTmas when it is 'Politically Correct' for you to access it?
You are all that. You have not become a man or woman and moved AWAY from all that, you have encompassed it into who you are today.
Here's one of a 1000 examples I'll give about someone not quite comfortable admitting she was still a child. We were dating a while and got into some conversations about childhood. She had always enjoyed coloring and kinda missed it's pointless [to adults] exercise. At 34 years old, I dragged her into Toys-R-Us , we bought a couple coloring books and a box of crayons, and spent the afternoon drinking soda's, coloring, laughing and talking. We had a BLAST and probably learned more about each other than many married couples. She was mortified at first, but then came to realize that we hadn't left playtime permenantly, we just forgot or ignored it .... or were told to GROW UP.
Remember: life is ADDITIVE no PHASED.
Someone's sig [forgive me I forget who] says it pretty well:
George Bernard Shaw: We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing. playing.bdm.com
Now, whether you choose to believe it or not, I feel for this one day a year, you get to revert back to being a child EVEN IF IT IS ONLY HIDDEN INSIDE YOURSLEF for no one else to see. It is STILL part of the pleasure and treasure of CHRISTmas.
Now my observation is this: Why do you only allow yourself that guilty pleasure on CHRISTmas? True that day is extreme amounts of fun compared to other 'normal' days, but that doesn't mean you have to put that child-like excitement about life back on its shelf until 364 days later. I guess what I am saying is, there is ABSOLUTELY NO REASON why we can't be grown ups and still enjoy the parts of being a child at the same time. Some will describe life in STAGES or PHASES where you move OUT of one and INTO another: childhood > teens > adulthood > elderly..... but I say it is ADDITIVE: childhood > childhood&teens > childhood&teens&adult etc.
You don't sudden forget everything you were in grade school, high school, college, or whereever your path has gone. It is ALL still there jsut waiting for you to unwrap it like a CHRISTmas present to yourself, everyday you wake up. We are a combination of all those previous experiences, and there is no reason to not still enjoy whatever we want from the good parts of those experiences.
When was the last time you went to a roller skating rink?
When was the last time you slept on your back deck in a sleeping bag star gazing, listening to a portable radio until the batteries died?
When was the last time you and your wife made out in a car?
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU BOUGHT YOURSELF A TOY? Now, adult toys are similar and most 'guys' have that action down.... ladies? ? ?
So please, as a personal request from me, please realize that the fun and joy that CHRISTmas brings up inside you, is something you ALWAYS HAVE in your heart, ready to pull out every stinking day of your life. Why wait until CHRISTmas when it is 'Politically Correct' for you to access it?
You are all that. You have not become a man or woman and moved AWAY from all that, you have encompassed it into who you are today.
Here's one of a 1000 examples I'll give about someone not quite comfortable admitting she was still a child. We were dating a while and got into some conversations about childhood. She had always enjoyed coloring and kinda missed it's pointless [to adults] exercise. At 34 years old, I dragged her into Toys-R-Us , we bought a couple coloring books and a box of crayons, and spent the afternoon drinking soda's, coloring, laughing and talking. We had a BLAST and probably learned more about each other than many married couples. She was mortified at first, but then came to realize that we hadn't left playtime permenantly, we just forgot or ignored it .... or were told to GROW UP.
Remember: life is ADDITIVE no PHASED.
Someone's sig [forgive me I forget who] says it pretty well:
George Bernard Shaw: We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing. playing.bdm.com
