So the kids decided to use some Easter money from a grandmother to get the Wii fit. It’s pretty amazing… but that’s not what I wanted to blog about, today.
What I wanted to blog about was this one feature: You can protect your “character” with a password, but you don’t have to. My kids all chose passwords.
There are all kinds of reasons to password protect your guy; it prevents others from going on your “account” it protects others from checking your weight or other things…
Mostly, though, I think that they all chose passwords because they could. As I was setting up my guy, it struck me as kind of a symbolic decision: Will I live my life protecting myself with all manners of passwords, or will I live openly, authentically, transparently?
It might be that this is the lesson of childhood: that there are times that we need to have a password. There are times we need to establish walls and boundaries.
But perhaps the lesson of adult hood is that there are times that we don’t. Even if it means exposing ourselves, setting ourselves up for hurt, heart break, even.
So my account is not password protected. If you came over, you could just go right on. (Though, in honesty, that’d probably be a bit creepy.) You could find my weight (207) you could try all the events I’ve unlocked (the penguin slide is lots of fun) You could go on the balane tests and mess them all up so that the wii would give me a wii fit age of 98…
I’m willing to take the chance.
And what’s more, I’m going to try and live the rest of my life that way.
How about you? Where are the passwords in your life? Where are you living password free?