play :: free expression of the soul

Today I am in love with the gloriously warm, sunshine-filled day. The sky is a saturated cornflower blue color, and everything seems to exude happiness.

I take myself way too seriously. I want to rediscover the art of play. Playing...reveling in the freedom to do all sorts of things I am not required to do. To be an Indian princess again as I traipse through the woods, to build forts in the trees, to make fairy homes from sticks and acorns, to be a gallant explorer as I brave wading through streams {leaving secret messages in bottles} and climbing the highest trees...

"We don't stop playing because we grow old; We grow old because we stop playing."
{George Bernard Shaw}