Play
Out Loud
“The
gremlins are constantly there to make sure that self-expression—through song,
dance, art—take a backseat to self-protection and self-consciousness. But these
forms of self-expression are pathways to making connections and living wholeheartedly.”
Brene
Brown
How do
you play? Most of our self-expression begins as play. Children sing
spontaneously as though music just springs out of them when they are happy. When
grown-ups are happy, we may sing out loud, but only when we are alone and know
it won’t be heard or when we’re playing with children. They give us permission
to be childlike.
Children
spontaneously create art as well. When I was little, I wanted one of those
giant boxes of crayons more than I wanted food. I went through coloring books faster than those Duke-boys drove that ugly car on a Saturday night. Play is
the way children learn to connect with the world and with each other. And not
just human children, but all kinds of babies. Just watch a litter of puppies or
kittens, or baby lambs or goats—they jump around, pounce on each other, caterwaul,
hiss, and bark.
When
was it, do you think, that you began to be more self-conscious than
self-expressive? Did someone tell you that your singing or your art was not “good
enough,” or did you realize that you couldn’t hit those high notes, or could
only draw stick figures and so you stopped trying? Did you know that several
famous artists use stick figures in all their paintings? J. S. Lowry and Keith
Haring to name a couple. Creating, whether song or art or dance, is a spontaneous
response to joy. It doesn’t require anything but expression.
When we
give up joyful self-expression because we aren’t “good at it,” we forgo the
happiness it brings to simply create and express. One of the ways we begin to
live wholeheartedly is to put the brakes on our “can’t do’s.” Just do it! Just
open-up your throat and sing out loud. Just pick up a brush and slap some paint on
something. Just turn on some music and dance around your living room. Play,
play, play! Send those gremlins packing!
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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