Sunday, December 2, 2007

Miracles


One of the great privileges of spending a career among kindergartners is that they haven't been walking around on earth long enough to go numb to the miracles that surround all of us every moment.

How do bees make honey and wax out of nectar? How can a brain as small as a bee's figure out how to fly, where to fly to, and how to get back? Well, it's a miracle.

Ralph Waldo Emerson observed, "The invariable mark of wisdom is seeing the miraculous in the common."

Well, if that's true, I'm being taught by 26 masters of wisdom each day I go to "work."

2 comments:

binney said...

I think Wordsworth expressed this quality of young children most beautifully.

As your post suggests, it's more than innocence or wonder, but rather a kind of reverence for, and acceptance of, the goodness of things: or as he says, a "cheerful faith that all which we behold is full of blessings."

Dan Gurney, Mr. Kindergarten said...

Wordsworth expressed it very well, indeed. How lucky I am to be among people who so readily share this cheerful faith with each other.

Thank you for sharing this, Binney!