My Grandsons, Playing Teppich

This week’s blogs have been about learning to be in that “wondering place,” at peace with not knowing what lies ahead.

I’d like to tell you a short story.

When I was young, my dad used to play “Teppich” with my siblings and me. Teppich is a German word meaning ‘carpet.’ We’d line up on the carpet, arms by our sides, very quiet. If we moved or made even the tiniest sound, he would tickle us mercilessly. And he would keep tickling us until we managed to somehow become still again in the midst of the tickling.

When my grandsons were younger, I played Teppich with them as well. The look of anticipation on their faces, not knowing how long they could lie still – well, it reminds me of that “wondering place.”

May we all wonder during this time of so many unknowns.