It’s really hard being cool, or being a professional, or being beautiful, or serious, or respected. It’s tough seeming smart, or full of class. It requires so much energy to maintain our various poses, and it strikes me that all these things we try to be are really all about feeling inside the way Aby feels in the picture above. We try so hard to achieve the means and the riches to find just a little space within which we can open our eyes and hearts and smiles. I was watching Aby on the swing today and it occurred to me, she is only 3 and has everything I’ve ever dreamed of. It shows in how much pleasure she gets from something as simple as a push on a swing. I am so jealous.