Swish !



” Tony painted his teeth green!”

I looked up to see 9 year old Tony grinning widely with forest green teeth , the paintbrush still busily swishing along their exteriors before we could  intervene .

This bein g just out of our immediate reach was the ultimate in his  exploratory fun.

He was seconds away from us doing what he did best …experiemt to see what things are like. What will they do if I do this ? or that?

Yes, he was still  delighting in the sensory as we were momentarily waylayed in wide eyed shock.

Stop !

This direction from several of us simultaneously, his supposed guardians of safety, only gave him more verve,more hutsbah to hurriedly  go on. Now  he tasted the green colored water housing the little brush .

With ticklish abandon, the remaining water in the cup he flung upwards ,carefree into the air ,splashing and coloring green , the table , the chairs, the floor, his shirt, my colleagues new sweater , her hair …with water color.

All to his great delight! The closed world of a severely autistic child opened for a moment and he filled it with color.

Yes, he did clean up the mess with  a grand smile of satisfaction and giggly laughter.

The opportunity to experience this green was worth

the joy of moving his  human puppets.  It was thrilling .

He had to clean it up. And he did that with laughter,too.

No problemo.

All done! ok . Art is finished. Let’s clean up.

How profound is that?

Imagine with me for a bit  how different  our lives be if we simply experienced life, for what it is , give it a go, clean it up . and go on.

Without judgent . This is our experience. Be in it. Laugh wildly, enjoy the chance to know it and go on .


What does the  next experience hold?

Let’s see.


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