The Simple Wonder Of it All!
I’m sitting in a cafe, enjoying a capucchino when I read:
“People say that what we are all seeking is a meaningful life.
I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking.
I think what we are really seeking is an experience of being alive“.
– Joseph Campbell
An I am reminded of another of my favourite quotes:
“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive and then go do that.
Because, what the world needs is more people who have come alive.”
– Harold Thurman
My mind drifts off as I gaze out the window and I ask myself “what makes me come alive?”
I answer: The Simple Wonder of it All . . .
I notice yellow bricks on tall buildings and red bricks on tall chimneys and glass in windows so we can see out and I marvel at how we learned to create that. From caves to tall buildings that don’t fall over and have sloping roofs made from different materials from the walls and ornamentation for no other purpose than to make them look fine.
And then there are the cars – black ones, white ones, green, sliver ones and a red and yellow double decker bus where people can sit on two different levels, one above the other. Engines and gears and wheels and metal and rubber. And I marvel at how we learned to do that. From walking slowly on 2 feet to speeding around in metal miracles.
And then I notice the sea crashing onto the beach. The timelessness of it. The power. The constancy. The beauty. And my mind spins off to the miracle of being alive right now, right here, in a universe of wonderous galaxies and gazillions of stars.
Bloody hell. I’m gob-smacked!
What makes me come alive?
Simply noticing this. Just this!
Wow! Wow! A billion, trilllion times wow!
so . . . (cough, cough) . . . what makes YOU come alive?
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