The endless days of summer, excitement over the ice cream truck and water balloon fights. Bikes were our vehicles of choice and were our first key to freedom. Our thoughts never went beyond the adventure of the moment and with each new adventurous idea our stomachs would flutter with anticipation!
We traveled light (usually forgetting our house key) but the most important thing was just getting out that door. The local park was like exploring the Amazon and we didn't have a care in the world. Worry wasn't even a word in our vocabulary. Somehow the Universe always seemed to magically provide for us in the way of found quarters (enough to buy a Popsicle) or finding that when lost, the next left turn put us back on the street that would lead us back home.
Could that possibly be because we were open to receiving the signs our intuition was sending, and we didn't feel the need to question the process?
So what happened? Why do most grown-ups I know look more like the pictures below? 
Weighed down by responsibility, worry, regret, should's and shouldn'ts and a whole host of other downers. What ever happened to trust, faith and joy? I don't know about you but I'd much rather skip through life trusting my personal internal GPS like our foolish friend above, then remain prisoner to externals that no matter what I think will not change as a result of isolation, depression or worry!
So...when you look in the mirror and you see one of these constipated characters...turn on Amercia's Funniest Video's...go out for ice cream...catch lightning bugs or fly a kite...do anything to not look like them any more. Cause looking like that isn't going to solve anything!Life is supposed to be fun! Smile...and remember that every minute of the day. As soon as you feel yourself slipping, take a mini-mental holiday and remember the innocent, fun, wild days of your elementary youth and realize that you can have that feeling back...it's waiting for you to come out and play!
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