It’s A Beautiful Game

Life can seem very serious. It can feel very serious. We can carry the weight of it all, very heavily, on our shoulders.

At times like that I’m trying to see that, in reality, It’s A Beautiful Game. Just that. It has a beginning and an end. There are winning days and losing days. But the weight of it all, the good and the bad, is mainly in our imagination.

In a game we roll the dice and then we let go. We see which numbers come up, then we take our turn as best we are able.

It’s always been this way.

Let’s play. :-)

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