Is ignorance really bliss? That's the question the six of cups makes me ponder this morning. It's all about childhood innocence and play. When you pull the six of cups, you know you are in for a treat because it tends to hearken back to times of fun and games, when we loved the thrill of commonplace things and where the most mundane activity could become a thrilling adventure.
Unless, there were very unhappy times in your childhood in which case sending your thoughts back might not give you the warm fuzzies. Often, children are happy because they don't know any better. If you need an amazing example of that, see the incredible Benigni film, "La Vita e Bella." But those who learn some of life's hard lessons early can have a much tougher time getting to that place of joy. And I submit for your consideration that those who do make it to a place of joy after many trials have an even bigger slice of the happiness pie. The happiness is more hard-won and therefore more worth the earning (to only slightly misquote Fitzwilliam Darcy in "Pride and Prejudice"). And I think those who come by their joy after arduous times appreciate it more, somehow.
As adults, when we do feel that surge of happiness, it comes to us with an abundance of life experience: good, bad, and indifferent. We have history and all we have seen, heard, and learned on our side. And if we can still grab joy with both hands and hold it close to our hearts, then we are blissful indeed.
So, today, despite or because of all that has brought to this place and this time, count your blessings, hold them close with both arms, and play.
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