Being a child

Today I was a child, jumping in puddles, feeling the squelchy mud beneath my boots, running through little rivers, picking up conkers, holding my face up to the sunshine, imagining fairy worlds in the forest tracks, and looking at mirror worlds in the water. I lived and loved nature. 

A few people told me later they were envious of me feeling free enough to jump, that they get urges to do so, but worry what others will think. Others said they'd never even contemplate such splashing, worrying about muddy shoes or wet socks. 

I'm glad I feel free enough to let my inner child allowed out to play regularly. What a blessing!

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