One would think that Mary’s enthusiasm would be infectious, but Alma
seems immune to the significance of the situation. Maybe this is a
product of her charming disposition or, more likely, her age.
It seems as if the older we get the more unimpressed we are by life.
When you’re younger, everything is new and different and very exciting,
but once you reach a certain age, you’ve seen it all…or so you think. I
guess the optimistic way of looking at this phenomenon is that as we get
older, we’re just wiser. We’re like King Solomon. In the famous
biblical story, the wise king knows that no loving mother will want to
see her baby die. He has a unique understanding of how the world works
and have a special insight into the human psyche. He clearly hasn’t met all children or listened those things crying.
Prejudice. Wrote a Song About It. Like to hear it?
To an extent, it is true that we get wiser, however, part of that is we’ve become more prejudiced. Not like in the Nazi
sense necessarily, but that can be the case as well. Here, I mean more
in the sense of pre-judging things. We know that other drivers are going
to cut us off right after exit 16 on the highway. We’ve seen it before,
and we know it’ll happen again. We’ll feel that way even if we’re not
at that particular exit, but in a spot that we think is the same
situation. However, there’s no guarantee that these things we predicted
will happen. Our mind is just taking shortcuts, making connections and
going with them. However, we’re cutting down on the surprises of our
life. It’s convenient but slowly new things can stop thrilling us
because we think we’ve seen it all. One prejudice after another, our
lives are getting smaller and we’re losing our sense of wonder. So, what
can we do about that?
Live like a baby.
As Jay-Z—the hip-hop businessman and business, man—once said on his
retirement album, “Treat my first like my last, and my last like my
first.” He was talking about working hard and staying ambitious, but I’m
choosing to misinterpret that and apply it for my own ends. Instead,
maybe we should treat every experience like a new one. It’s said that we
should keep the wonder of a child, but I’m choosing to one-up that. We
should be like babies, treating every experience like our first. That’s
real wonder and real enthusiasm. Whenever I see something—literally
anything with a color, shape, and movement—I point it out with wonder.
Then I become fascinated with my own arm because I not sure where it
came from or if it’s actually part of me. Pretty wondrous, right? Stay
young at heart, people.
Trivia: Joe always treats every opportunity like his
first and his last. That’s why he always he has no idea what he’s doing
and knows he won’t be doing it long.