The Color
of Wonder
To see a
World in a Grain of Sand
And a
Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold
Infinity in the palm of your hand
And
Eternity in an hour.”
(William
Blake, Auguries of Innocence)
I stopped last week to contemplate
the honey bees buzzing in our poppies; I could have watched them all day. They
are a marvel to behold, though, I must say not quite so majestic as the massive
bumble bee that landed nearby. It was nearly the size of my thumb - so large
and at peace that it let me stroke its back. The contented sound of the bees at
their labors, their leg sacks bursting with pollen, and the aeronautical
miracle of bees in flight fill me with a feeling of wonder and awe.
While the macro world of bees leaves
me breathless, equally so do the Kananaskis mountains impress upon my heart an
overwhelming sense of reverence and admiration. While backpacking two weeks
ago, and climbing up to the Haig glacier, I felt very small, humbled to be a
part of a world so filled with infinite beauty.
“The
pursuit of truth and beauty
is a
sphere of activity
in which
we are permitted
to remain
children all our lives.”
(Albert
Einstein)
Albert is correct in this - when we
stand before the mountains and stars, or the bees in flight, the unfolding of a
rose, or the geometric perfection of a spider web... the child in us squirms
with innocent delight. To experience wonder is to let go of our pride, for it
is in awe that we touch true humility. Humility is the quality wherein we
acknowledge our truth, wholeness and brokenness, and the fullness of our
potential, without needing to diminish someone else in the acknowledgment. So
it is that in wonder we stand before the miracle of all creation and know that
we too are a part of that miracle; we and all that is, come from the same
source.
“Wonder is
the beginning of wisdom.”
(Socrates)
To stop in the middle of the day and
open oneself to the unfolding miracle of life that is happening all around us
brings light and life to the soul. Too often we let ourselves drown in the pool
of daily drudgery that is the news, the traffic, the stresses of our schedule;
we forget to breathe, to listen, to look, to feel. We forget about the wonder
of a combustion engine, the marvel of oil made into plastic, the incredible
sensation of sunshine on our face, of a breeze stirring our hair...
I leave the last word to author
Rachel Carson:
“The more
clearly we can focus our attention
on the
wonders and realities of the universe about us,
the less
taste we shall have for destruction.”
(Rachel
Carson)
The color
of wonder...
eyes and
heart wide open.
An ant
carried a
burden
ten times
its weight
and never
broke
a
sweat
And I
stopped
to take
notice
May Love
likewise
take
notice
of
me
Pause
Breathe
Listen
From the Bible: "Let all the earth fear the LORD; Let all the
inhabitants of the world stand in awe of Him." (Psalm 33:8)
From Buddhism:
"The whole of existence arises
in me,
In me arises the threefold world,
By me pervaded is this all,
Of naught else does this world
consist
(Hevajra Tantra 8.41)
From Shinto: "Even in a single leaf of a tree, or a tender blade of grass, the awe-inspiring Deity manifests Itself." (Urabe-no Kanekuni)
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