In Appreciation

The moment a little boy is concerned with which is a jay and which is a sparrow, he can no longer see the birds or hear them sing.

~Eric Berne

Something I've been thinking more and more about, these days. How you'd thought you'd love to learn more. Learn more about this world, its Knowledge, its people. Of course, that still remains as enchanting as ever, now.

But, the ways we attempt to go about searching. It's a Beautiful Quest - yet, sometimes I believe, we try so hard to devise ways and means, hypotheses, methodologies, templates, frameworks, doctrines, ideologies, and we - with our coarse human hands, immediately break it all down, to little 'analysable' units - only so we can fit the virgin mystery, the First magic, the maiden beauty we glimpsed on the first encounter into our narrow comprehending capacities, and sadly in the process of it all, we miss the point.

We analyse everything. What we see, what we sense, what we talk, how we talk, how we interact with this world. Nature and the golden skies, the birds, the brooks, the trees, this moment.

Of course, it feels good to know more - in an analytic manner. But perhaps, there are things which are best left unsaid. Left unspoken. Left unanalysed to their very depths - so we don't lose all sense of the first magic that enchanted us so.

Best left to the human Imagination, our Creative treasures, our genuine Awe and thence, Humility.