Spin Spin Spin

Dipika masi taught Shabd the most adorable thing; how to spin. He suddenly remembered this very fun lesson and decided to practice yesterday afternoon. Whirl he went, round and round and round until he was absolutely and totally giddy. And the even after he had stopped spinning, he stood rather awkwardly disorientated as the world kept spinning around him. Isn't life just like that. We wind ourselves up into such a tizz that even during those quiet moments, when we've stopped spinning, life keeping going incessantly round and round and round. Maybe it's time to take a page out of Shabd's book and just spin around. Spin until you're giddy, drop to the floor, gaze up at the blue sky and allow the world to continue spinning. There is something childlike and innocent in letting go, in accepting the world as it is; where one can spin and not worry of where one will fall or how one will get up again. But rather to laugh gleefully, spin wildly and allow the giddiness to infect you with joy. Every day, in every way, I learn about life from my little boy. Now if you'll excuse me, stiches and all, I have a date to spin with a certain special someone.