October 2, 2018
Lately, I have been wondering which Grinch stole my fun. Where did I lose the ability to relax and enjoy doing nothing? My life is now at the point where I should not feel the urge or even the necessity to multitask all the time. What happened to those long leisurely baths, with bubbles I must fight my way through, the book with the amazing hero, written to entice the mildest hearted woman to fall in love with?
Then I found out its not my fault. I have been assaulted by the wet blanket that attacks so many adults …. The rogue lurking in our head… the left side of my brain. Yes, that malevolent mass of brain cells pretending to make me intelligent but only slowly spreading its killjoy, whispering “You are getting old, so before Old-Timers takes over, let me be your guide.
No, you evil mass of ennui, leave me be. Let me get transferred back to the land of my imagination where its fun. Where I am not myself and where I can be anyone.
The left side of our brain holds the jinxes of doubt, disparagement and defence. It makes us see the world as right or wrong, good or evil, black or white, safe or hazardous. It restores order to our brain and fits all the pieces into the right spaces of what we know. It kills our dreams and dampens our imagination. It whispers words like, you are old, what will someone think of you, you can't do this, people will laugh at you and you should know better at your age.
Free the right side of your brain. Re-establish fun and imagination. Laugh, sing, dance and act the silly goat. All a person needs is imagination and the will to use it.
Fun is infectious, spread it. Life is simple, live it like that.