Tuesday, December 22, 2009

seconds: note one


Friends helped me realize that playing is how I live my adult life. I have always found other ways to proceed and have found when I simply engage in activities, ideas pop into my head about ways to make most activities more playful. There seems to be a constant adjustment to what comes next. Call it an internal wobble.

When I try to write a description of play for someone else, something essential gets left out. Basically we can make anything playful, so the idea of proposing exercises that promote play introduces a problem. The exercise can be playful, but it can also be completed in a fashion that I wouldn’t consider playful. So how do I provide a qualitative difference when it isn’t a matter of what we do, but how we do it? It is about a relationship between an inner and outer world and a consideration of what happens as we proceed. Something already appears in my written voice that separates me from my play state. But here’s what’s next.

As an 18 year old, I first stumbled back on play. It was an unhappy period, finding that what I filled my time with didn’t alleviate my distress. This event came after the time I tried to eat seven Swiss Chocolate bars at once. Well actually I ate them in series and failed to complete the game. Chocolate has never been the same. I’ve never tried that game again with chocolate, but I did try it once with cookies without the dire consequences, except that I can’t buy more than two types of cookies at a time.

One afternoon, I simply began to arrange some objects in a container. I cut some things, and glued some things, and made a kind of collage out of images and text, and small objects. Something unusual happened. I lost all sense of unhappiness, or of completion, and time folded back on itself. I just fell out of the usual parameters and found at the end of the afternoon that I felt fine. I can’t even describe it as feeling better. I removed myself from the measures and checks with which I had usually assessed my state of mind. I had a fine time. I remember few details, though I do know that at one point I checked the time and I still had most of the afternoon in front of me. I felt as though I had been engrossed in my activity for a long time. At another moment I was surprised that an hour passed in what seemed like a moment. I was puzzled and pleased.

A lot of time passed before I had another experience like this one, where time vanished and activity simply unfolded. But something had been revealed, and I chose to call this play. I felt like I had stumbled upon something of great value that I couldn’t accurately describe.

As I have explored this realm, some things seem to help me get there and some things help me stay there. I am pretty sure this is idiosyncratic. But I think the process and certain aspects of the process show up again and again. So I will offer some of these notions and hope that along the way they will provide you with a way into your own play state. I’d really like to encourage you to invite yourself into this realm. And I then encourage you to explore what’s next. Hopefully my descriptions will encourage you to define your own experience more clearly, rather than lead you to expect us to share the same experiences.

a seventh approach: spirit induction one










This text takes inspiration from the timeless quality of playing. This timeless quality always seems to heal some inner imbalance. Aspects of healing extend from physical cuts and scratches to emotional hurts and neglect. It extends to spiritual aspects of living. Thus, this book encourages play, bringing us back into personal balance, exercising basic skills of our inner awareness.

Breathe this book.

an out of order eighth approach: mind as inquiry


an out of order eighth approach: mind as inquiryThe odd and wonderful thing about play stems from attempts to figure out why we play. Every attempt so far fails to show that any assumption about play holds true. Our bias to favor a deeper value for playful behavior intuitively makes sense, but science doesn’t support any hypothesis we propose. Our problem stems from the need to make sense of something that in its very nature remains senseless. It remains senseless but not unimportant. I hope that after this exploration play still seems senseless, but that that senselessness comes to represent something cherished, however impractical or insubstantial. We can view senseless as without direction, because in this realm of play the value of direction yields to the value of whatever happens in each moment.

a sixth approach: soul induction one



The soul* always plays. Sometimes we forget.









*I use the word soul to refer to that fragment of the universal experience that feels like our personal link to the universe as it folds and unfolds.


I once called my musings Play for the Soul because I found my inquiries into a sense of soul full of similarities with play. A journal entry from 4-24-2003 listed the following associations on what the soul might be.


Soul: hovers outside awareness
Soul; non linear and timeless
Soul: all at once and always
Soul; holds no dual nature; both/and
Soul: in every cell of our body
We can experience Soul concentrated in our body
Soul; continues before and after what we believe in as life
Soul: present rather than known
Soul; can seem absent, though present
We can go through life without connection to Soul
Soul: always in balance; never requires belief in it.
Soul; doesn’t compete.