It’s Supposed to be Fun!

 I want to live like my kitten—constantly exploring, seeing old things as if for the first time, being joyously surprised by by the new, and jumping into new adventures from different angles. Then, sleeping whenever the mood strikes!

My quickly-growing kitten is a delight—she is the Tao of Callie, to borrow a title about Pooh. Callie has yet to tell me what her name is. Until then, she’s Calico Callie Cat, and she’s my fun and fierce little role model. Explore! Investigate! Run, jump, pounce, and skittle like a crab! Go for the gusto!

I can contrast her lightness of being with the way I felt for many years—heavy, trying to walk through deep mud, more rain than sunshine, wondering why others seemed so damn happy. I had moments, to be sure, but the overall feeling was anything but fun. If I had lived like a cat then, I’d have been strung out on catnip. I hadn’t found that Big Ball of Yarn.

My Creator created Joy for me to discover. Joy is a lightness of being. It’s the nap after playing and the playing before the nap. It’s both daily kibble and the occasional can of tuna—mmmm! It’s a warm lap with gentle caresses, and the wonder of movement in all it’s forms.

Not all of life is meant to be a playground—there is the classroom, the lab, and the exam room as well. Some things are meant to be fun, but others are meant to be serious. Knowing which is which is a life skill. 

Today, I’m grateful for the daily reminders, often literally staring me in the face, to simply and thoroughly enjoy each moment, because, yes! It’s supposed to be fun!