Thursday, April 14, 2016

Time to Run

I stepped outside my son’s school
 last week into dazzling sunlight.
I'd parked my car quite far from
the entrance and as I squinted
into the brilliant sky, I was
suddenly seized by an impulse

to run.




It was one of those moments 
where your heart is just happy.
Birds were chirping and perfect
puffy clouds hung in the sky.  If
there'd been a hopscotch game
outlined on the sidewalk, I would
have hop, hop, hopped all the
way through it.

But, I had a lot of stops to make 
on my way home.  Grown up stuff.

I should just run to the car,
thought.  It will save time.

Which led me to ponder:

When do we stop running?




Not running for exercise or to
save time, but just for the joy 
of movement; of propelling
oneself headlong into the
great wide world.

The next day I was again at school.
It was dismissal time and another
beautiful afternoon. Groups of 
younger children clustered on the
front lawn, chasing each other,
skipping, hopping and running
despite the chill of early spring
and the still scruffy grass.

They didn’t care what they looked
like or who was watching, or how
the cold air stung their cheeks.

Instead, these little ones ran with
exuberance, abandon and a 
complete lack of self-
consciousness.


When do we stop running?




When we leave our elementary years?
Before?  After?  When does that
sort of running ~ as part of our
DNA ~ stop existing?

Do you remember?

This week I gratefully celebrate 
another birthday.  Like I've done
since childhood, I anticipate 
this day for the precious gift 
that it is, rather than with 
any sort of dread.


Birthdays taste sweeter to
me now, because I'm keenly
aware that my stay on this
beautiful planet is finite, and
I don't take my gift of days
for granted the way I used to.




Because even imperfect days that
are cloudy or grumpy or rushed
or sad or messy are still days
to love and to learn and simply,
to live.

They present opportunities to
laugh, to hug, to twirl or
to sing out loud, gratefully.

And yes, time to run,
simply for

joy.




One can never consent to creep 
when one feels an impulse 
to soar.

~ Helen Keller




xo
Suzanne



{all pics P&H}

11 comments:

Latane Barton said...

How completely true, so beautifully put. I can't remember when the last time I ran just for the joy of it was.

Lucy martin said...

Love it! It is exhilarating to run and you said it beautifully..

Linda @ Itsy Bits And Pieces said...

This is so lovely, Suzanne...the freedom and joy we experience in childhood! I have found as I am aging, I am returning more and more to that...caring less what people think, and finding fun for the joy of it. Getting on that roller coaster...and dancing just because I want to. You inspire me to seek joy!
Wishing you a beautiful birthday and year ahead, my friend!

Tricia said...

I always love your thoughts! The last time I ran for fun was probably a few weeks ago at church, when I was racing my daughter to the car :) Happy birthday, sweet friend! I hope this next year of your life is filled with only joyous, happy moments!

Blondie's Journal said...

Your words always resonate with me and I want to say I often feel that incredible urge to run...I do that when I'm walking at the gym or at the end of my walk in the neighborhood. Just that drive to fly.

Happy Birthday to you! I don't feel the dread ever, I'm so happy to make it another year! Not loving the changes in my 'person' but I'm very clear on how inevitable it is and how I need to accept it gracefully.

Love and hugs...celebrate!!!! :)

Jane

Lisa @ Shine Your Light said...

Happiest of birthdays my beautiful friend!!!!!! Ahhhh how I know what you mean about that feeling to run! I do not love to run for exercise, but sometimes when I go out to get the mail at the end of my driveway I run down to get it. Skipping is one of my faves too!!! I love this little girl running with abandon.....is she your sweet little niece? So adorable. I hope you have a lovely birthday week and find the time to do things that you love!! XXXOOO

Jeanie said...

I think I have finally, at long last, stopped running. Now I fly!

Lisa Ancona-Roach said...

Hope your birthday was delightful!

Just wanted to share that I will sometimes skip just for the fun of it--and sometimes because I need a mood-changer. I contend that one simply cannot skip and be mad or irritated at the same time. They are mutually exclusive. So...sometimes I need to do a little mental health skipping!

Dawn Y. said...

Just lovely, Suzanne! Birthdays do feel even sweeter as we age. Blessed to be enjoying retirement now, I am trying so hard not to waste a single day. My intentions are the same ones that I honored in my classroom: to learn something new every day, be creative, and to make a difference. My One Little Word 2016 'blossom' is guiding me as I cherish new experiences and adventures.
♡ Simply joy... is my birthday wish for you, dear Suzanne!
#setittohappy
♡Dawn@Petals.Paper.SimpleThymes

Travel With Lulu said...

Happy birthday to you, dear Suzanne! I didn't realize our birthdays were so close - have we realized this before? I think because it is my birthday season, Spring is my favorite. Do you find that too? Cheers to a fantastic year ahead xo

robin Ralston said...

Loved this!