Wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table. Even a tiny fleck of it stops time.
~ Diane Ackerman
I love the quote by Diane Ackerman. I often feel this way when I’m out on my daily walks. Filled with wonder, often at the smallest things such as the way a beam of sunlight falls through the canopy of the trees and perches on the leaves and berries of a holly. Time does seem to stop as I stand and watch the light, engrossed in the details of the leaves, and absorbed by the shadows. Then I look up, at the tops of the trees, and see how the same light silhouettes some of the trees and brings out the details of the bark on others, and I’m once again in awe. It’s not about the how’s or why’s. It’s just that it is, and I am amazed by what is.
In another sense of the word, I often wonder what it is that draws me to certain things. The grasses, for instance. I must have thousands of photos of grasses, yet I continue to find myself captivated by them. I watch and photograph them dancing in the wind or covered in dew or dripping with raindrops. From the greens of spring to the browns of fall and winter, I am enchanted by the grasses in the fields and meadows.
The critters dazzle me with their charm, too. The little frogs along the edge of the pond, the birds singing, calling, and flitting around, butterflies, moths, bunnies, everything except the deer flies and mosquitoes and ticks. I try to be fascinated, in a good way, with the deer flies and mosquitoes and ticks, but I don’t see it happening anytime soon.
What about you? Do you wonder? What is it that makes you wonder? What moments have you experienced lately that brought about a sense of wonder?
Thank you so much for stopping by. I hope your Monday has had moments of wonder and delight.
Be good, be kind, loving. Just Be. 🙂
Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.
~ Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn