The Circle of Life: Childlike Curiosity Returns in Later Years


A little girl looking at a yellow flower with butterfly feeding from this.

As children, we approach the world with wonder and curiosity. Every new experience is an opportunity for discovery, and we are endlessly fascinated by the world around us. Whether it's a worm wriggling in the dirt, a butterfly fluttering its wings, or the sensation of our own feet on the ground, everything seems new and exciting.

As we grow older, we often lose touch with that childlike sense of wonder. We become preoccupied with our daily routines, responsibilities, and obligations. We start to take the world for granted, seeing it only in terms of what it can do for us rather than what it is.
But as we age, we may find ourselves returning to that sense of childlike wonder, albeit differently. 

We begin to appreciate the simple things in life, the things that once seemed so mundane. A walk in the park becomes an opportunity to observe the changing colours of the leaves, the sound of the birds in the trees, and the feel of the wind on our faces. A conversation with a friend becomes a chance to truly listen, to hear their stories and share our own. 

A grey haired older woman with a large multicoloured butterfly on her face.As we approach the end of our lives, we may find ourselves once again fascinated by the things that once captivated us as children. We begin to see the world with fresh eyes, appreciating its beauty and complexity in a way we may have overlooked in our youth. A simple act of kindness becomes a reminder of the goodness in people, and a beautiful sunset is a testament to the majesty of nature.

And as we gaze upon the world with newfound wonder, we realize that the true magic was never lost but simply waiting for us to see it again with the eyes of a child. So let us embrace that childlike sense of wonder and be forever fascinated by the beauty and complexity of the world around us. After all, as the saying goes, "we do not stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing."


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