This week I relearned how important slack time outside around kids is.
I accomplished the most today when I set an intention to go to the park. I didn’t know exactly what I would do there, I just knew I really wanted to go and I wanted to go with my friends. When we were there I did most of the things I did in the day because inspiration and nature tend to fill our cups with things to do wherever we go. I wonder sometimes about over-intentioning, of declaring too many things that I want to do, and getting really specific about what they’re going to look like. It’s been a theme of my last couple weeks. I have beautiful visions, but if I get attached to them, then I end up fighting with present because I attach myself to a fantasy about the future. The really simple things, like getting exuberantly excited about picking and eating mulberries, and laying down in the sun, and just sharing company with people I really want to share company with are what really bring me joy and where the most learning and the most creative energy comes from. I find it fascinating that I can get in the way of my own experience by putting expectations on my play.
And/but then there’s the way heartfelt intention setting can make a huge difference. The most magical part of my day (which was filled with magic) was my park trip, which I could have easily forgone because I wanted to nap. It was so nice, and if I hadn’t made the commitment out loud to a community, I would have bailed on it. Now, that I feel cranky and physically exhausted I may have to bail on other commitments in my day, and/but I have no regrets about that because I want to live a life that prioritizes going to a park with partners and children really, really high. Because it has always, always, always made me feel more alive.