Play exists for its own sake. Play is for the moment; it is not hurried, even when the pace is fast and timing seems important. When we play, we also celebrate holy uselessness. Like the calf frolicking in the meadow, we need no pretense or excuses. Work is productive; play, in its disinterestedness and self-forgetting, can be fruitful.I really like the expression "holy uselessness". There is a sacredness to completely letting go that we experience when we stop trying so hard to be "useful" and just allow ourselves to play.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
We explored the meditative aspects of play during ongoing classes this week. Here is a quotation I found that I really like. It's from a book by Margaret Guenther called Toward Holy Ground: