One of my favorite moments recently came thanks to a beach ball.
We were playing ball with our daughter inside the house. It began innocently with some kicking, throwing, and progressed to "monkey in the middle".
My husband & I slowly userped the game. We developed the unspoken rule that the ball must not touch the floor or stop moving.
That ball bounced off almost every surface in sight. We fell into & onto every piece of furniture in our attempts to maintain the sanctity of the game. We laughed & joked as we batted the ball back & forth.
Not once did I worry about the ball hitting knick knacks, picture frames, or breaking something because I keep almost none out. I was free to enjoy the moment - be a kid again.
My stuff did not hinder the ability for life to play itself out. (pun intended) In keeping a minimal amount of stuff, there is freedom to move around - to live in the space.
In the space there is possibility, a clean slate, no distractions.
My space is precious to me because it is meant to be lived in, not decorated.
Nice post, Sasha. It's the same for our family, too. We took away all porcelain decors in our house so that our kids can play more freely. :)
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to have found your blog.
Thanks for reading!
DeleteI love that I don't worry much about our daughter kicking a ball inside or bumping into things. One less thing to pay attention to.
I recently installed wall mounted lights, too, to remove a table lamp.
Again, thanks for reading & enjoy your play time.