Dear Sweet Summer

Dear sweet summer came a whistlin’ in through my morning window today, sprinkling sparkly sun glitter on my bedspread and made me giggle at the chatter of a squirrel/robin quarrel. I followed with a lazy yawn and a morning stretch, taking in the moment. The calendar marks it official–summer solstice occurred last evening.

But summer isn’t just a season, summer is a state of mind.

Summer has to creep inside of us for it to truly happen!

Even if we are all grown up, when sweet summer gets inside, we allow ourselves, each year, to climb back into yesterdays, dust off our long ago childhoods and give ourselves permission to relax a little bit more and play… 

Play is not reserved only for children. But many adults think play is “immature, nonproductive, and worse, a waste of time. Adults often only allow themselves to play when they get their work done! But adult work is never done! And finally when adults do “play” it seems to have to turn into something serious and beneficial to feel acceptable to take the time to do, forgetting the joy is in the process of it and for the fun of it. (Flow, pg. 13-14)

As stresses of adulthood leaves us dulled and exhausted the very remedy is to simply take a few moments to do something fun and play. Play is as different as their are different people.  

It’s time to reminisce about those old fireworks block parties and have one if that feels like play!

It’s time to kick our shoes off and run through the sprinklers if we feel spontaneous and hot!

It’s time to stop and have that picnic and then stay after the mosquitoes feast, and actually watch the stars come out.

It’s time to bring that funky plant to work to remind us to feel playful.

Let’s break out that bathing suit for all to see even though we haven’t finished losing weight or our bodies will never be tan.

Let’s build sandcastles, and eat ice cream from the ice cream truck, and stub our toes, and swing. Let’s read a book, then read another, then read one to a child.

Let’s stay up late and watch movies, and make forts out of blankets and sheets, and find watermelon seeds to spit.

Let’s have a BBQ, and write our names with sparklers, and eat Big Hunks and Jaw Breakers!

 

Play is good for us!  The most important ingredient is fun! (15)

Sweet summer does not grant us permission to play, she offers the sunshine, the thunder storms, the fireflies, the diamonds on the water, the firelight, the sunsets, and she offers them gently, sometimes so quietly we don’t even notice. Sweet summer stands with her arms held out to embrace and all we have to do is come running and jump in and play!

“Oh hello my dear sweet summer, I missed you…

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One Response to Dear Sweet Summer

  1. M Edwards says:

    You captured it perfectly

    Sent from my iPhone

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