Last week while I washed up after dinner, I got to watch an artist talk by Sita Bhaumik on Zoom. First, it was such a pleasure to let my mind wander to her stories and have my eyes rest on her work.My hands were the in warm soapy water doing their ritual to finish the work of the day. I was tired as I often am at that point, my mind was full of thoughts like a stack of half opened mail. What stood out, and what I needed then and now was a working definition of wonder.
Oh, I recently bought (but haven't read yet) "The Book of Wonder". And I'm part way through "Tracking Wonder" and wishing I had bought the hard copy or started taking notes earlier. He (the author is Jeffery Davis) is talking about how to practice wonder.
Wonder to me is serendipity. My life is a sum of happy coincidences. Writing was one of them.
Oh, I recently bought (but haven't read yet) "The Book of Wonder". And I'm part way through "Tracking Wonder" and wishing I had bought the hard copy or started taking notes earlier. He (the author is Jeffery Davis) is talking about how to practice wonder.