Through a child’s eyes

Through a child’s eyes


11 thoughts on “Through a child’s eyes

  1. Why do we take the things that we see for granted? Is it that we are so accustomed to them that we become blasé? Or is it because we are so needy to have understanding and therefore control? Why do we need re-awakening to another view if we didn’t spend so much time ‘deciding ‘how’ we see?
    I like the principle and the idea and more so your closing summary paragraph. Why see all as if it were the first time? See each thing for all in it and everything else that we haven’t yet seen….

    • It is hard to give one single reason I feel John but both becoming accustomed and blasé certainly fit with how many see things. I asked friends last year on the leaves in autumn, so many could not see the magic. Those that did could appreciate the colours, the feelings and power of it all. Maybe Antoine de Saint-Exupéry was right in “Le Petit Prince” (“The Little Prince”), grown-ups have no imagination, unless we use it.

  2. You lost me slightly on the detail as you wrote, “I asked friends last year on the leaves in autumn, so many could not see the magic” but I’m pretty sure that I get the idea.
    Grown ups too often stop imagining for they lose the ability to believe. I do not write that in any religious reference yet belief in magic, wonder; all that can be.. As LPP says, “straight ahead of oneself one cannot go very far” (or something close ;-)) If we, adult human beings, insist on continuing to push through in our straight line to achievement we will run out of road. Ah wait, taht has already happened…

  3. When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. This is true that we have grown up but still there is a child in us and without having that we can not enjoy our full life. When sometimes we upset and then recall our childhood so a great smile appears on our face automatically. I wish I could bring my childhood back.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s