When did you last take the time to really pay attention
to the world in which we live? Seriously
pay attention, and see things as if for the first time as a small child?
We, all of us as children, go through that
preciously beautiful stage of human development when almost everything is a new
discovery . . . when the connection is made between words and the things and/or
people they describe . . . when the simple act of running brings such joy that
laughter is the only and most appropriate response.
My youngest grandchild, just 22 months of age, is reacquainting
me with this wondrous world view. When I
say “re”aquainting, it is because my experience with him has reminded me that my
initial introduction to the world was quite the same as his, as most likely it
was for each of us on this Earth.
Sadly, somewhere along the line, we often
times loose our sense of awe and wonder, but when I am with this little boy I
am reminded of it on a daily basis. He
raises me up and provides me with a “new” world view.
As I move toward my 70th year on Earth, this
little boy has gifted me with the blessing of re-discovery—of seeing the world
through renewed eyes.
Every morning we
spend together, we open the curtains in his room to the glorious discovery that
there is a beautiful world “still out
there” just waiting for us.
And
every morning I see the joy of expectancy and hear the intake of breath as the curtains
are pulled back, followed by that sweet three letter word, “Wow!”
Then I hear a recitation, as only a toddler can do (sound effects are mandatory), of all the glorious
things we can see from his bedroom window:
trees, birds, butterflies, cars, trucks, a neighbor walking his dog, airplanes—especially airplanes! Regardless of how mundane these things may seem
to those of us with “older eyes,” to a toddler, they bring delight and
excitement.
I say, why not slow the pace of our so called busy lives
and embrace this view of the world regardless of our age? I say, why not embrace a renewed purity
of
heart as we move through our day?
I say,
why not make the change from being “busy grown-ups” to living our lives with an
appreciation and regard for the many miracles that surround us?
And I say, “Thank you, thank you, thank you sweet
Universe!” for this wonderful child who supports and renews my view of the
world and keeps me in touch with what’s really important.
It’s a lovely ride.
Won’t you join me?
Kate Morgan for Unity of Charlotte
If you wore glasses as a child, you might have had the
experience of being called 
