The sunrise just made a perfect line. The sun itself tucked just behind the clouds. The reflection on the sea exactly surrounded Rockland’s lighthouse. Another perfect line of reflection came straight towards me. All perfectly symmetrical, perfectly colored and proportioned. I loved the moment, and then it was gone.
We don’t need to teach children to appreciate such beauty. Studies have shown that we are born with this ability. What we need, what our children need, is enough of an emotional break in the craziness of our lives to actually see the beauty. And maybe permission to love it.
We as adults have chosen the pace of our lives. Children should not be forced to maintain that pace. It is faster than their emotional/mental/cognitive legs can carry them. They’ll “get there” in the end, but I’m not sure it’s worth what they have missed along the way.
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