What is it going to take.. by Keshav | Aug 7, 2020 | Insights | 11 comments.to consciously view life through the eyes of wonderment.11 Comments Braveheart on August 7, 2020 at 6:28 PM Working with little ones, lets me see such wonders. One baby I watch is fascinated by the handmade mobile above his crib. It is just wood and fabric, turned by hand. Yet every time I turn it, he watches and wiggles his whole body as it slows and begin to spin in the opposite direction. I see it too. A little 2 year old girl showed me a 3 inch tall oak tree that had sprouted by her door. Small enough to be missed by her parents but big enough to be SEEN by her. Every day we would stop to talk with the little tree. One day as she bent down to talk she offered the twig her sidewalk chalk. It didn’t seem to matter that the twig didn’t reach out for it. She gently placed it on the ground, picked up another color and continued to color. All of us viewing life through the eyes of wonder. Keshav Howe on August 8, 2020 at 1:59 AM The innocence within all of us exposes a simple truth – love is most powerful when shared or given away. Betty on August 9, 2020 at 1:22 PM It is my experience and observation that pure, unconditional love is only shared while in awareness. Whenever it comes from ego it is always looking for a payback. Diane on August 10, 2020 at 9:54 AM Love is eternal and in my experience is the epitome of wonderment. It needs no condition to be present or experienced. Betty on August 10, 2020 at 11:38 PM I think I most often experienced wonderment on my drives to and from work in CT. I drove through the countryside and there was a surprise a day. A sunrise or sunset, lakes, brooks, trees, snow, rain, ice, horses, cows, alpacas (at Six Paca farm) and birds and wild animals of all kinds. Once a moose, crossed in front of me, a heartstopping event. Rainbows and moons and stars all shaking me awake into the wonderment of awareness. It is wonderful to recall just how lucky I was to live in the countryside.Here in AZ I have been treated to many sunrises, monsoons, an occasional roadrunner and once a bobcat out in the dark, abandoned parking lot where I worked. I came around a corner and there it was only feet away from me. Spectacular. It made it clear that it was leaving on its terms. I had a family of hawks and some visiting conversational crows at my last place. And some up close and personal meetings with hawks at Keshav’s. I don’t get out much here, especially now. So, at Keshav’s urging, I am listening to music. I enjoy growing indoor plants and the excitement when they have bloomed. Such miracles. I am making plans for when it is safe to go out again not to mention cooler. And while I am waiting, bringing back to life those memories of those moments that just stopped me short reminds me of all the sights I have been blessed to see “with the eyes of wonderment.” Diane on August 12, 2020 at 5:47 AM I just witnessed the sunrise painting itself in the sky! It was magical and a true gift of wonder. Words cannot express it so I will just say “excuse me while I kiss the sky” Keshav Howe on August 12, 2020 at 12:03 PM Yes, Diane. One of those moments that words will never adequately describe; yet, will never truly be forgotten. Poets like Jimi Hendrix paint pictures of this magic eye. Keshav Howe on August 17, 2020 at 4:28 PM Test 1001 Betty on August 17, 2020 at 9:30 PM Yay! Works for me. sasanijjs on August 18, 2020 at 7:12 AM The other day I was driving home when I looked up, took my sunglasses off ,and heard â€œWhen did that get here?â€. The sky was filled with beautiful explosions of clouds being lite up with sunlight. Mind has been particularly agitated from the continuous attempts at jumping , and I was a bit shocked at how blind I had been in that mind space. Thankfully, nature appears to have constant reminders of wonderment and support if we are willing to see them. Keshav Howe on August 18, 2020 at 12:05 PM What a great example of what happens when Joe forgets to be Joe. Whenever I stop labeling or translating life, I feel so supported by that sense of Causeless Wonderment. The mind is beyond words. Eternity is what is already here when I return from looking for the eternal Me that can never be lost; just overlooked. The shocking realization is that I only see what I believe I can see!