As the New Year has started, our typical Northwest winter weather has hit! Rain. Rain and more rain. I’m already over it and we’re barely into January.
I saw a little boy running and jumping in the rain today. For some reason it stopped me. I thought, how often do we run in the rain? How often do we abandon ourselves to childlike play?
So much of this adult life is about responsibilities. About serious things. Growing up so often means leaving childish play behind.
How do you approach a new year? Do you set goals? Create schedules and plans? Map out a plan to achieve new heights?
While setting goals and having dreams are all good there’s something to be said for easing into even more or greater responsibilities. Perhaps as we start a fresh year; with renewed hope for all the new brings; perhaps we may learn to dance or sing or play; maybe even in the rain.