For the past two weeks we've been having a LEGO festival. Saule wakes up and goes to her yellow Lego bucket (it's a remain from my childhood and we have not bought any new bricks). I gave her a comfortable mat to spread the bricks upon and a large flat pillow to sit on. Most of the days now we build first thing in the morning, construct last thing in the evening.. These are planes and cars and homes. Lately Saule particularly enjoys putting all the tiniest pieces into a tiny pink suitcase and the two baskets. She's "preparing them to go". We pack the red and yellow apples and oranges (just a small semi-transparent piece usually used for lights), hair brushes and combs, mini hammers, fork spanners and screw drivers, flowers and radio antennas. It's true that after a week of this, and so many hours per day - I didn't feel like making another air plane at 10 pm in the evening, but i do admire Saule's enthusiasm. And her persistence. And focus.. One thing that struck me the most was how she insisted each evening, after playing was done and we agreed to go to bed, that all the bricks, small pieces and whatever we constructed that day - would land back in the yellow bucket. It seems so important to her. Whenever I said said something like "let's not do it now", or "let's do it tomorrow", he would start to protest so fiercely.. It made me feel silly and made me realise that this was the time to give in. We decomposed whatever was built. We separated each single piece and placed them all back into the bucket. The separating part was crucial. Saule wanted them all to be dissolved. I love that! Such a lesson of detachment! And really, at first, I did not want to say bye to the four air planes I have build an hour before with such care. But anyway - what would we use to build on the next day?.. And what would the air planes do? Look pretty? Gather dust?.. So i claimed my one last way of attachment and took pictures : > I am fascinated by the way Saule puts the items on the board.. the alignment, how she chooses the place for them and what she chooses to stick there. It is way different from the way I would order things around and it seems to dissolve some confining spell from around my head and eyes.. one that I haven't even known was there..
I feel inspired and refreshed and very grateful to witness this. Both: creating and destroying.
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August 2020
May all mothers find peace in this creative universe and often rest their heads on its playful lap ♥
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