Children live in each moment. Their inexperience allows them to be in a world that seems novel. They build sand castles in those moments. As adults we think we lose that ability to build our sand castles.
Being mindful and present to the world and others is a way of building sand castles, perhaps in some metaphoric way. How can I think about this person and that thing differently? How do I bring less suffering and pain to the world in understanding “differences make a difference?” Unlike children, adults often understand differences as threats.
It reminds me of Tolstoy‘s quote: “if you want to be happy, be.”
A child, playing in sand,
Building sand castles,
Absorbed in that moment.
The world is immediate,
Demanding one be present,
To embedded in this very moment.
As a child,
We know nothing different,
Our castles are real and momentous.
To outgrow our castles,
That is a tragedy,
To lose being mind(ful).
Let me return to that world,
To build castles in the sand,
As only a child can.
When I taught, the Grade 7 students built chairs for Science class. A criterion was they had to use recycled materials. They always built terrific chairs with little help from adults.
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