Sometimes it seems that life is simply flying by....really fast. Not really in a bad way, but just as an outside observer. This week, for example, went right out the window. I can't believe it is Friday already. I am amazed how quickly the days can go even without feeling like a regular time schedule is responsible for it. I guess the reality of it is "Time flies when you are having fun." These days for me aren't about regulated times or activities so my time is simply made up of doing the things i want to do and love and upon doing so, I realize that the days just blend. I am not thinking about what day it is or that on Thursday I have a meeting etc., I am simply taking the days as i do and not till the end do I realize that I managed to have another incredible time of it. Really a good thing to remember for me as I lived for so long on a highly regulated schedule that very rarely allowed me to actually enjoy my time. Now, even as I write this, I sometimes feel like a lush, but that passes quickly because I realize that it is a time of introspection and learning. A time to remember for future endeavors and thoughts as I continue the journey. Pretty soon I'll be coaching young kids how to ride mountain bikes 4 days a week, which, I am sure, will not be unlike being a ski instructor, and I look forward to the little humans teaching me for hours on end to remember not to take life so seriously. It really is amazing when you think about kids. I have been noticing them alot lately, I think because more often than not these days, I feel a little like a kid myself, although much bigger and a little more confused than they are. But I see them and it is remarkable how fluid they are in the existence before us. I am not sure if it is there limited knowledge of relative life or the beauty of their minds not yet tainted with that knowledge. I don't know if that makes sense, the point being, they are true and real and not carrying around the bags of burden yet. So I feel like my place these days is all about trying to not pick up bags, my own, or other peoples, so that I can continue to be light on my feet and in my mind. Kids see to have an innate sense of freedom and laughter. The other day I was watching a summer camp of young kids, probably 4-6 years old, walking down the street with two "adults" and they were in a single file line all holding onto a rope so they wouldn't get seperated..a good idea really, but one that the kids seemed to humor for our sake, and as I watched and listened to the flow of laughter, wonder and kid babble...the very last one walked by me, almost as if in slow motion, her dark hair ly bumping and flapping in the slight breeze, her right hand on the rope, she turned and looked up at me and gave the biggest smile i had ever seen..as if to say, "This is the life huh?"...she kept walking, but kept looking back at me smiling and i just stood there on my two feet stuck watching and smiling back and feeling like a secret member of the group. She somehow knew that I had secretly wanted to be in line with them, holding onto the rope, laughing and smiling and it was almost as if she taunted me, but I knew better...I knew the right thing to do was to get into the car and go run some errands…you know, to appear to be a responsible adult…
Yep, life is flying by as we hang on to the rope and sometimes let it pull us gently along, remembering that there are always people older and wiser who will help us cross the street.