We watched a fabulous martial arts film called "The Forbidden Kingdom" and were so inspired by the awesome talents of Jackie Chan and Jet Li dancing like dervishes with their bow staffs...so the moment the film finished we ran out, grabbed some bamboo sticks and instantly transported ourselves to the cherry blossoms and Monkey King escapades of Ancient China.
We were 'flying' through the air! (Well, jumping off the trailer and pole vaulting while kicking our legs and yelling 'Ha!')
We were battling to save the good people of our kingdoms! (Well, carefully whacking our sticks together and laughing at the great cracking sound it makes.)
We devised plans to travel the world giving shows featuring our incredible fire twirling and hula hooping skills.
Now the reality that our skills in these areas are at best, rudimentary, didn't stop us for a second from creating a whole exciting adventure in our heads. And I am starting to really understand, that that is how all adventures start! By 'playing with' an idea....letting it grow, and letting yourself grow alongside it.
So, both the boys are twirling fire now.
Yep, red hot, real fire on the end of a stick.
Yes, last night Flex got burnt and out came the chilled aloe vera and the rescue remedy. It is a dangerous thing to do. But then again , ladies and gentleman, life is a dangerous thing to do!.....Control, just like safety, is something of an illusion. If we are brave, we are safe, if we are skilled, we are safe, if we are healthy, we are safe, if we are loved, we are safe. Hmmmm.....and yet, even with health, skill, bravery and love, people still get hit by buses and struck by leukemia.
So we let our 7 and 9 year old sons play with fire, because we trust them to be sensible with it, and it is a pretty spectacular and wild thing to do.
As Flex said after he burned himself last night - "Well, that's one scar I will always have to remind me to be careful." Aaaaah learning.......and keeping that 'fire in the belly' alive!