The Courage to Imagine…

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Confessions of a Swinger

Posted by jeromefaraday on October 15, 2010

Please don’t get too excited…or outraged. I’m not talking about open relationships or going from partner to partner. Nope. I’m actually referring to swinging. You know, on an actual swing. And I did it at a playground.

I think American society would probably rather I was a traditional “swinger.” And that’s a problem.

As I sat on a bench surrounded by the deep pink of the burning bushes and the vivid yellows of the autumn trees, I watched my 3 year old daughter frolic on the playground. It looked pretty fun, but I felt my role was to sit and watch. Actually playing (especially by myself) would get me funny looks or categorized as either insane or horribly immature. Nonetheless, I started swinging. Of course, it probably helped that my daughter was swinging beside me.

The whole incident got me thinking: why don’t adults play? Sure, we play in our own ways like going out with friends, buying ‘toys’ like cars, etc. But, can we really have the carefree simplicity of childhood play? Where we don’t worry about status, money, or anything else except the moment? You know the moment, although it may require some serious thought.

Swinging felt really good. Not only because I could do it with my young daughter, but also because it made me feel young and carefree again. And because it helped me realize that feeling wasn’t as far away as I thought.

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One Response to “Confessions of a Swinger”

  1. Beverley said

    We should never lose sight of the ability to Play – the sense of the freedom and innocence of youth, the carefree days where imaginations run free…

    Years in childcare kept play a part of me – now I feel I’m getting older and there is less impetus to play… thanks for the reminder!

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