03/10/2026
Fall color in the high country
Days like these make life worth living
The feeling I get walking through glowing yellows, oranges, and reds in the mountains is the closest I’ve found to that innate sense of wonder I used to feel as a child
We all come into this world programmed for wonder, joy, and spontaneity
Most of us lose touch with that part of ourselves as we grow up and “become adults”
I remember as a kid thinking how strange it was that so many adults seemed to lack any detectable amount joy in their eyes, as if life had dragged them into a state of subtle yet comfortable misery through the years and they had surrendered to the idea that growing up meant abandoning the pursuit of joy, silliness, and wonder altogether
I remember thinking I never wanted to end up with eyes like that
Then as I grew up, went to school, and got real jobs, I started to notice the light in my own eyes beginning to dim
I felt as if I was stuck on that same conveyor belt that was responsible for manufacturing those lifeless, joyless eyes I’d noticed in others as a kid
I knew I had to get off and find my way back to the light somehow
I refuse to subscribe to the idea that we must abandon the pursuit of joy that defined our childhoods once we “grow up”.
We still have to pay bills, but we should seek beauty, joy, whimsy, and surprise as necessary parts of our adult lives too
Pay the bills, but make sure you have room to enjoy experiencing the cosmic miracle that you are, too💫✨🧙‍♂️
🎸 Willie Nelson