There’s a photograph of me sitting in the middle of a field, squinting up at the open sky, an expression of patient interest on my face. I’m about 3 years old. When I look at that photograph now, I like to think that it captured a moment of pure wonder. I’ve always tried to channel that kid as much as I possibly can, as wonder is an important sensation, one that allows me to deal with the vicissitudes of time and fortune. If one can learn to wonder, one can learn to live.
It’s easy to see how wonder might be in danger of becoming obsolete these days. If anything could eliminate wonder from our store of reactions to the world, it would surely be our uninterrupted engagement with the virtual world. Sure, that video of the three-legged bear is cool, but have you seen OK Go’s latest take on the Rube Goldberg machine in their new music video? When the next stimulation is just around the corner, we tend not to linger on what makes particular experiences truly meaningful.
In a world of diminished attention spans, we are faced with the question of how to prevent ourselves from becoming hopelessly jaded with anything we might see or hear or feel. How do we make our wonderment last longer than the moment, the intake of breath, that signals something new and exciting?| | | Next → |