getting what I mean when I say “play”

by Bernie DeKoven on August 15, 2012

When I tell people to stop talking about their funk and go get a little play time in, they have a hard time “getting” what I mean when I say play, (and I mean get the way you “get” true love the first time you rock a sick baby through the night, to finally fall asleep at dawn, face to face, breathing each other’s dreams.)  You “get” something when the love has become you and you have become the love.

The first time you stumble upon a deep, true playspace, and it saves you from the numbness and pain of the forgetting you will get play and then, that rainstorm of knowledge you have rumbling around up there from all the Oprah mags and bumper stickers, about how to play and be happier than a bird with a french fry, will seep down into the rich, suddenly unfrozen soil of your life.

- NatPlays

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chris saeger August 20, 2012 at 9:19 pm

A lovely description. For some reason I am reminded of Martin Buber and the I-Thou vs I-It relationship. Truly this is the I-thou you write about. You are always embracing Leela. Thank you.

Bernie DeKoven August 20, 2012 at 10:02 pm

Thank you, Chris, for sharing the appreciation. This post is a quote from Natalie Kinsey – a poet of play, whose words seem to echo my experience so profoundly that I find myself, like you, mistaking them for mine. You can read the whole post here – -

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