When was the last time you permitted yourself to play? When was the last time that you even had fun? That was a question that I asked myself. The older that I get, the more I feel like I've been in captivity of this thing called adulthood. But who said that adults couldn't have fun. When was it written that you couldn't play when you became an adult? Let me answer that question, NEVER!
So why do we take the fun away? Good question. Honestly, for me, it was because life started to happen. I felt the need for these obligations. I didn't have time to make sure the kids were situated. I don't have money to be blowing. I mean, all the thoughts that you can ever even imagine would come up. It took me going through extreme anxiety and depression to realize that I had not taken control over life but allowed life to take control over me entirely.
I had engulfed myself in this thing called adulthood. I forgot about that childlike Fe, that young Fe who once would ride bikes around the neighborhood. The girl who loved to hula hoop. The girl who would break out a dance. No, seriously, we had dance parties on my side patio. Whew, I thought I was in a music video, lol—the girl who went skating every weekend.
I knew I wanted that Felicia back. I liked that fun. But here was the thing. I had to permit myself to live. I had to tell myself to be present. I had to remind myself that work doesn't have to be just work it could be my playground. I had to stop looking at life as I have to do all of these things and start looking at life like a playground and say, I get to do these things. How will I create play today? I had to learn how to be more present and focus on what am I creating in this moment. How will I create right now! I had to say it's okay to be an adult and still have fun like a child.
So, my question to you is, when was the last time you permitted yourself to live, to play?
If NEVER is your answer, then guess what the time is NOW.