I was sitting in my living room this morning, hoping an idea for a post would come to me and I glanced up to see Fred looking so regal, that I had to share his picture with you. I bought the couch that he is lounging on several years ago, but have been hesitant to use it at home because I didn’t want the cats to scratch it, so it has been covered up and basically useless. Actually, it has been worse than useless because it was also unattractive in its covered up state. I love the look of this couch: the silk fabric, swan-head ends, and the shape is so appealing to me but I was saving it, trying to preserve it, and then the question of why popped into my head last week.
I’ve noticed that I no longer want to save things for some future that I imagine I’ll need them in, and yet there still is a little admonishing voice in the back of my mind telling me that I must be sensible about life. The older I get, the more I can feel a force pushing me away from the edge of fully engaged living to the center where it is safer, more secure, padded, and predictable. When I was younger, I never turned down invitations for fear I’d be tired the next day. When I was younger, I wore all of my favorite clothes and never worried that I’d spill something on them and ruin them. When I was younger, I didn’t worry about our cats scratching the furniture.
As I age, I’ve noticed a tendency in me to try to preserve/save things, and I think this is really just a hidden fear that life is changing….much faster than I ever realized, but I don’t want to hold back anything because of fear anymore. If I spill tea down the front of my favorite cashmere sweater….fine, I’ll donate it to the cats. If my couch gets scratched, I’ll cover it up or re-cover it or leave it and maybe I won’t care.
In the depth of my being I believe that life is meant to be a magnificent romp and how can you romp without getting a little dirty, scratched up or tired? I believe we are supposed to be laughing, playing, and breaking rules about what we should look, act and feel like. Is there something you’ve been saving for a special occasion? Why not wear it, use it, give it away, today.
“Let’s be naughty and save Santa the trip” Gary Allan