Perhaps existence is play—the universe amusing itself by becoming everything it can become.
Games have rules but also freedom within rules. Life is structured play, not rigid script.
The stakes feel real because immersion is part of the game. But the player transcends the stakes.
Play includes losing as well as winning. Both are part of the game. Neither is final.
Children understand play better than adults. Reclaim the playful mind that knows without knowing.
Creation is play. Art, music, writing—all are forms of serious play. Play seriously.
Relationships are play when approached with curiosity and delight rather than control and demand.
Even suffering might be part of a larger play—the game including its own forgetting.
Play the game well. Play fully. Play with joy. And remember—it is play.