It’s easy to forget, with all the potential of our complex technologies and science how little we actually really know. It’s easy to grow complacent with google at our finger tips, data always at the ready, answers as cheap and fast as rain. It’s easy to forget about wonder, and how it dwells in us as a vital force. Yet to wonder is to explore the anatomy of creativity.
To wonder, is to remember your smallness among the universe of things: galaxies and breath and sudden dying stars, first chances, and last encounters; and to take note of the minutia that matters–an individual flick of the wrist; the subtlety of gesture, the complexity of synapses, the nuances of code, or laughter, or pronunciation. And beneath that to ask: what is your heart saying when you listen?
To wonder is to look up into the night sky, or at the Fibonacci spiral unfolding in the petals of a flower, and be filled with utter awe. Wonder is why children are profusely, almost unstoppably creative. They imagine everything is possible, and bow down before that possibility with their imagination in their palms as an offering.
When was the last time you were overcome with wonder?

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Lovely. My favorite word is Wonderment. My daily intention is to live in a perpetual state of the same. From the time I wake feeling rested, brewing coffee, listening to the river, the elements, the soft fur of the cat, stripey socks, birds in flight, being – alive, to the time I rest my head on the pillow at night into the comfort of slumber. And everything that happens in between.
For better or worse, I’m overcome with wonder daily. It brings me to my knees on a regular basis. xo
It’s always, always for better Lindsey!
Today, actually. By the clouds and the storks flying over our house. STORKS!
No way–I’ve always wanted to see storks, ever since reading Hans Brinker and the Silver Skates as a kid!
I am always in wonder when I am surrounded by nature.
Yes, Hena, me too. I think nature is the origin of wonder…
This is beautiful in so many ways. The other night – looking at my keyboard (way too late) while working, I wondered who conjured up the keyboard layout and thought “isn’t it so amazing that I could make words from this random – or not so-random, probably – pattern of characters AND without looking?” This isn’t the sense of wonder you’re talking about, really, but it’s the first thing that popped into my head this morning and it’s yet another sign that I need to disconnect a bit more… a lot more, actually. xo
Nicci, T and I were JUST talking about the QWERTY keyboard. It has such a long and fascinating story actually. And yes–it’s exactly what I’m talking about: taking the time to take note of what’s right in front of you and how curious and wonderful that is!
I’m always overcome with wonder when I hear the pileated woodpecker flutter by, loudly hooting as they pass overhead. Trying to ween myself off of technology a bit this week and enjoy the wonder a bit more.
Oh me too, Misti–the sound of birds in flight… so amazing, always.