Day 88: Barefoot Children in the Rain

 Somewhere along the path, I forgot how to be a child.

When and where the forgetting happened, makes no difference.

The child spirit lives.

The mourning of what ifs is over.

Jimmy Buffet has the right idea.

Barefoot Children in the Rain.

Laughing and singing.

The complexity of simplicity.

How the road meanders and twists.

Mind travels in confusion.

A mouse in a maze with cornered sadness.

Poor little mouse.

Obstacles built to block the turns.

Instead, transform.

Fill maze with happy corners.

Tear down walls.

Wither skeletons.

Shrivel ghosts.

I call upon all children dressed in costumes of grownups.

Who long to dance barefoot in the rain.

Who long to go on Huck Finn’s and Jim’s adventures.

Characters emerge!

No need to hang ’round till judgment day.

No need to fret about getting caught by the grown ups.

No more swinging back and forth between freedom and restriction.

Release ball and chain.

Swing high in child’s land.

Be understood by those who play the game.

Those whom break free.

Show me your dreams and I’ll show you mine.

Show me your hearts’ desires.

The sillier the better!

Show me the days of moonshine—swinging under the moonlight worry free.

Come with me and follow the dreamers.

Build wistful memories.

Fiction over fact.

Sneak off in the night.

A band of traveling robbers.

A secret hide away.

Bounce on a bubble full of trouble.

Carefree and light.

Laugh at the fibbing, stealing, and misbehaving.

It’s all an illusion, anyways.

Barefoot Children In The Rain 1995

Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer

Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather is Heaven’s ragtime band
We all fell down from the Milky Way
Hangin’ round here till Judgment Day
Heaven only knows who’s in command

Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We’d be swingin’ on a ball and chain
It’s always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain

Show me yours and I’ll show you mine
Take me back to days full of monkeyshines
Bouncin’ on a bubble full of trouble in the summer sun
Keep your raft from the riverboat
Fiction over fact always has my vote
And wrinkles only go where the smiles have been

Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We’d be swingin’ on a ball and chain
It’s always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain

Barefoot children in the rain

Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather is Heaven’s ragtime band
The sky turns blue and the sun appears
But the question’s still what are we doin’ here
I don’t think the answer’s close at hand

Barefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We’d be swingin’ on a ball and chain
It’s always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rain
In the rain…
In the rain…

“The human race has only one really effective weapon and that is laughter.” ~ Mark Twain

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28 thoughts on “Day 88: Barefoot Children in the Rain

  1. WOW !!!!!!!!!!!
    PURE FREEDOM
    THIS IS YOU JUMPING LIKE A BEAUTIFUL CHILD ? 🙂 YAY !!!!!!
    HOORAY FOR YOU SAM !!!!!!!!!! BEAUTIFULLLLLLLLL XO

    YOUR SON IS SOOO WISE ,,,,,
    AS YOU ARE TOO …..
    THERE IS A SONG I JUST REMEMBERED “WEIGHTY GHOST ” BY WINTERSLEEP

    WHEN I READ YOUR WORDS I COULD SEE THE CHILDREN IN THE VIDEO …..
    WHAT A SWIRL OF LOVE AND BREAKING INTO FULL ON FREEDOM YOU ARE ……..
    ..
    FAVOURITE POEM OF YOURS ………….. XO
    CUZ YOU TOOK ME THERE WITH YOU ….XO
    THANK YOU XX
    CAT XO

      1. OH MY GOSH
        YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH YOU HELP MY HEART —-MAYBE NOW YOU DO XO
        YOU ARE A VERY ALLOWING HEART –
        AND BRING OUT THE ETERNAL CHILD ……..
        AS WE ALWAYS ARE ……
        BUT FORGET SOMETIMES …..
        I JUST LISTENED TO THAT SONG “WEIGHTY GHOST ” AGAIN AND REMEMBERED HOW MUCH HEAVIER MY CHILDHOOD SEEMED – THAN LIFE AND ADULTHOOD IS NOW ….
        IN THE NOW ….
        THERE ARE DEFINITE PARALLEL LINES BETWEEN YOU AND I AND I AM SO GRATEFUL ……
        GOODNIGHT SAM XOXOXO
        LOVE XOXO

  2. this is why one time each summer, i go to the park and swing. swing as far up into the air as i can safely go. the freedom of the breeze and the feelings of childhood rush through me once again. this was a nice blog. thank u for sharing with me

  3. I loved teaching Pre-K and first grade! Those kids have the right idea. It’s all about finger paint, rainbows, smiling faces, big trucks and swinging. 🙂 Glad you get to be a child while you work.

  4. I’m happy watching you be happy! I guess you are giving your son a hand creating that amazing world by cheering us up with your writing and photos! I know what you mean… I’m lucky to have the kindergartener in my home to justify all that painting, coloring, swinging, jumping and tickling that goes on… 😉

  5. Thanks Sam 🙂 Too many days recently having to be an adult is wearing me out. I needed this reminder. I think I might just go and have a little swing in the garden in this brief sunny interlude between rainfall 😀

  6. Thanks again Sam 🙂 Too many days recently having to be an adult is wearing me out. I needed this reminder. Now I think I’ll just pop out to the garden for a swing before it starts raining again 😀

  7. what a beauty this is Sam ..loved your pics, pure unadulterated joy of being in nature being yourself….oh how relate to this moment …..we ( me and Bonita) hug nature just like you did…..what a marvelous experience you have had….
    This to me is true meditation..no books no chanting just go out and enjoy ..
    Tons of hugs 🙂

    1. Thanks for the image. Love it.
      Yes, I had to get over the grey showing in my hair, the 8 pounds I’ve gained, and the goofiness of my poses—It was healing just to post the photos! This is me, and I love me.
      I’m so glad we have met. Tons of hugs, my friend. oooooo (hugs) 🙂

  8. You know I am all about dancing, AND most assuredly dancing int the rain barefoot! Well as long as the rain isn’t cold because then, it feels like tiny little knives attacking my skin, BUT if I dress warm and no shoes that may work. Sorry didn’t mean to ruin the spontaneity of the moment. I am an Aspie and good at doing that. Ha ha ha

    Wonderful pictures, and the poem made me want to leap about and join you out there!

    I am going to go “Bounce on a bubble full of trouble.”

    “Love” button! 🙂

    1. LOL – “tiny knives attacking my skin”
      Yes! Leap…leap….”Bounce on a bubble full of trouble” is from Buffet’s lyrics. I love it, too.
      Love button back at you, Angel. 😉

  9. Visiting my hometown New Orleans ….I danced all day thru out the French Quarter..good to be home…great to feel free….actually heard a lot of Buffet music along the way.

  10. Hello lovely,
    Who wants to be grown up it’s so boring. We can be responsible and still have fun.
    I wrote a post back in 2010 and your post here just reminded me of it.
    http://alienhippy.wordpress.com/2010/11/05/supermarkets-and-muddy-puddles/
    I am a big kid and I refuse to be boring, fun is everywhere we just need to look for the adventure.
    Me and my sister play a game this silly in my garden.
    We take our shoes and socks off and walk down the full length of the garden in the dark.
    My garden is very dark and the only light is the security light on the house.
    We see who can get to the bottom first without treading on any slugs…hehehe
    We have such a giggle with this, it’s horrible having slugs between your toes.
    Go and have a read of that old post when you get time, I know you will love it.
    Also I love your childlike heart, keep dancing barefoot in the rain.
    Love you loads. Lees. xxx 🙂

  11. {{{{HUGS}}}} to you fine friend. Oh, I would love to be your sister in the dark garden at night avoiding the slugs. Delightful image. I did love the post and poem. Thank you. 🙂

  12. Sam, this is such a delightful and fun post! I love the message you’re conveying! Let your inner child come out and play and enjoy life! This reminds me of my “jumping into fun haiku” which you’ve already read…
    Hugs to you! xo

  13. I soooo love itttt!!!! LOL…love that kid in blue sweater walking barefoot in the rain!!!! delightful pictures!!!! just pure fun and candidness…love the poem and music…your son has brilliant thoughts like you do, Sam 🙂 thanks again for sharing {{{{hugssss}}}}

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