To experience carefree joy is to stand with ease in love and pure authenticity.
Have you ever stopped to watch a child play? How they create something in their mind, and off they go? They simply play. They’re not thinking about what they’re wearing, how their hair looks, or if they’re enough. They are in the moment and most likely tapped into their amazing imagination.
This gift we are given. Our imagination. An opportunity to go somewhere with our thoughts. These thoughts that can emulate a carefree joy.
I used to admire this carefree joy from afar until I experienced it myself.
Paul and I attended one fabulous wedding in Miami last weekend. This was our convertible trip! We had the best time during those few days away. Reconnecting with friends, meeting new people, touring the city on bikes, eating amazing food, toes in the sand, noticing how unique every single person was, listening to the many different languages, lots of Cuban music, and feeling honored to attend such a wonderful celebration.
And at this wedding, the out-of-this-world band had me on the dance floor the entire time. They were incredible. There I was, dancing with Paul, realizing that I too was experiencing carefree joy for the first time in a long time.
Nothing mattered in that moment other than that joy. That ease. The love in the room was palpable. And as I took it all in, I felt that pure authenticity. Truly being myself. Just like a child lost in their imagination.
We all are born with this innocence. Along the way, it somehow gets lost. Maybe it gets polluted by judgement and worry. Our egos take over, and we find ourselves feeling as though we’re not enough.
Yet maybe what we are seeking to find is in fact inside us all along. Our imagination. Our core. Our authentic self. It just gets buried for many years for most of us. Yet when we emerge out of it – out of that thick mud – it’s in the knowing that we’re in a different place. This is when we experience carefree joy.
We lose our authentic self when we need to have a drink before hitting the dance floor.
Or when we feel as though we need to dress up in order to show up. Now I know that just showing up is enough.
And I’m learning to be in the moment. I’m guilty of capturing as many moments as possible with a camera out of the fear of forgetting. And I am seeking a balance of capturing a moment while also being present in the moment. Photos are so important to me. To remember. To reflect.
I remember that this time last year is when Olivia became symptomatic. When her head hurt because of the disease growing. She had just gotten her shunt placed when I remember our family going to Dutch Wonderland possibly the very next day where we pulled her in a wagon. She was weak, but she was smiling. And she wanted to ride the swings.
My initial thought was, “But she just had surgery the day before.” There’s the worry. And although understandable, I instead listened to what she wanted and trusted that she was listening to her own body.
The swings elevated and began increasing speed, going round and round. And there was Miss Olivia high in the sky with her arms stretched out to her sides, head in the air tilted slightly back, smiling ear to ear – feeling free.
And there it is. That carefree joy. I remember watching her, smiling. So that’s what it looks like. And in that moment, I got it. I knew it was time to put it into practice for what are we really waiting for? It’s inside all of us. Our authentic self. That carefree joy.
Yet it can only emerge when we let go of our ego and connect to our higher self. Our core.
I needed this weekend away. I needed to feel free. And the timing couldn’t have been better. How grateful I am for another life lesson. For the memory of Olivia’s joy. And for standing with ease and love in pure authenticity.
May we all take each step with the knowing – that we are enough. Rooted in love. As our authentic self.