Have We Forgotten To Be "CHILDREN"?

Have We Forgotten To Be "CHILDREN"?

Have We Forgotten To Be "CHILDREN"? A silly question?  Not so fast.  Instead, why DON'T we pause for awhile and think nothing but all the manifestation of children in their daily life.  APPRECIATIVE.  GRATEFUL.  POSITIVE.  SIMPLE.  And most of the time, 'LIVING IN THE MOMENT'.  Whereas, let's swing to our adulthood.  How often are we APPRECIATIVE, GRATEFUL, POSITIVE and SIMPLE [in expectations that DON'T require the moon and the stars

Post-it-Notes all over?  No problem.  BRING IT ON and I won't let you down.  Swinging to our adulthood, there we go, name it, we have it.  SENSITIVE.  COMBATIVE.  LESS FORGIVING.  And where do all those lead us to?  That's when we are pushed in the abyss, into that dark corner, having very few options to wiggle in the elbow room.  And in the end, we seem to stand on shaky grounds atop the incognito sinkhole💎💎💎

It's true we all have our lives to live, priorities to focus on but if there's one area we adults have significantly regressed is that of being PLAYFUL.  All along, we stereotyped being PLAYFUL just to children.  It's like it's a no man's land.  But let's think about it.  If we could reclaim back at least 30% of our PLAYFULNESS as children, would we be LESS stressed and LESS vulnerable like children    

Heard of PRIDE across children?  Nada.  Nitchs.  Rien.  It just doesn't ring a bell.  Children can mingle across the open field and instantly, you would see them playfully enjoying the company of another kid he/she came across that very moment in the wide open field.  Whereas what happened to us adults.  We develop our own turf.  We put up those imaginary fences to separate us from anyone we feel doesn't deserve to interact with us.  And before we know it, we're ensconced up there in the ivory tower, shielded from anyone we DON'T want.

When was the last time we were grinning from ear to ear?  Probably when we did hit the Lotto jackpot.  OR when we landed our first job.  OR when we had our first brand new car.  OR when we got promoted.  OR when we flew out of the country for the very first time.  So, WHY DON'T we reclaim back the glorious days the children have enjoyed day-in day-out❓❓❓