So on my last post I wrote about adult fairy tales: all the movies and books that tell us there is a special destiny out there (in these tales the soulful career is the treasure, but true love is a close second). The problem, I think. is that they set us up for disappointment. Just like Cinderella, we all want to be princesses (or best selling authors).
But let's back up. Not long ago I was taking to my dad about my daughter. I was telling him how our activities together are mostly about bonding and playing and that I am not too worried about teaching her skills and such. I said I am much more interested in her being happy than I am in how smart she is at three years old. And she is a happy kid. In my dad's infinite wisdom, he said "being happy is smart." (Isn't that great?). And being happy happens when you don't take yourself too seriously, right?
I see these thoughts as related and related to New Years. This year: no resolutions, no goals and no struggles. This year I'm not going to look for some soulful destiny the adult fairy tales are full of. I'm going to be the kind of happy my dad was talking about. Come on, let's get on with it!
Oh, I almost forgot- Happy New Year to you!
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