Monday, July 10, 2023

Playfulness


Man only plays —

when he is in the fullest sense of the word —

 a human being,

and he is only fully a human being —

 when he plays.”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Friedrich Schiller

I re-discovered play when a friend of mine became Dr. Fun. He was an internet personality for years, and someone I walked with every Friday during the nineties. Later, when I had a radio show on KOWS, he was a guest. He had a barn full of games, and was a delight to be around. His laugh and his me/we attitude were infectious. He knew play was a wonderful way to encounter the world. He’s gone now, but for years, he helped me lighten up, and become aware of how important something like play, which is seen as frivolous, held a key to human evolution. This essay is a homage to him, and an affirmation of the role of play in the development of happy, healthy, and engaged elders.

Dr. Fun intuited what Dr. Peter Gray later discovered around play, when he found that hunter-gatherer societies, across the globe, organized theirocial lives around play. They learned how to share, how to communicate, how to value each other, and their existence, through playing together. This evolutionary psychologist could see that mammals played from childhood into adulthood as a way of becoming proficient at being the kind of beings they are. It was a form of instinctive actualization. More importantly, he could see, that humans became most human, when they had an adequate chance to actively play with each other. He focused upon childhood, which leaves it to me, to broadcast through these words, that play holds a form of social elixir that can make an old person alive and expectant. The joy of childhood innocence can, through elder play, be transformed into joy in old age.

As I have grown older I adopted play more and more. Soon it was evident to me that an attitude of play made my day a fun project, more creative, imaginative and delightful. Of course, the days of a house-bound disabled person always hold difficult challenges, but I learned, that as I looked to each challenge like a piece of new playground equipment on the playground of Life, I began to look more expectantly at my days. What a pleasant revelation! Now I find myself cultivating more fun, to go along with all the other attributes of getting older.

All of this unexpected joy makes me wonder, I’ve been led to believe that perhaps the best use of my awareness was to develop mindfulness. As a therapist, and a transpersonalist, I was taught that things go much better with mindfulness. I believe it, and until now, where I’m re-discovering play, I always thought it was the best way to cultivate presence. But now, I’m not so certain. Time, and experience, have made me think again, and you can see from the little table below, that I am not as convinced as I once was.

Playfulness and Mindfulness 

Mindfulness

 

• goal oriented. (calming the mind)

• private

• controlled (regulate and monitor breathing)

• dis-engaged 

• inner directed

• most prominent era:  adulthood

Playfulness

 

• non-goal oriented (discovery)

• interactive

• spontaneous

• engaged

• inner and outer directed

• most prominent eras: Childhood   (original innocence), elderhood (emancipated innocence)

Maybe, this is a specific age-development, one that just magnifies the return of innocence that comes with old age, but I don’t think so, mindfulness came out of monasteries and meditation, whereas playfulness comes right from engagement. Both have value, I just wish I‘d have had as much emphasis on play, as I had on the benefits of mindfulness. I think I might have enjoyed my life more — like I do now.

Play has come as a great surprise! It has restored my sense of pleasure in life. It has got me looking forward to the day — and especially new encounters (they provide new playground equipment). Life is now full of interesting puzzles, spontaneous joy, new playmates, and excellent fun. I’m relishing these later years, and delighted I’ve developed an antidote for the rampant depression that haunts old age. Engaging is much more fun than the meditation pillow.

 

 

  

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