We had a really bizarre storm in Spokane a couple of weeks ago that resulted in a deep lavender sky with wispy pink clouds and a full rainbow. It was one of the strangest skies I’ve ever seen and it made me feel like a baby. Yes, you did read that correctly. It made me feel like a baby.
It seems that as we get older, it becomes increasingly rare for us to experience new sensations. Especially given the way we tend to structure our lives, most of what we do is grounded in repetition and habit. I don’t think that there’s anything necessarily wrong with that, but I do think there’s something incredibly special about seeing things for the first time. It’s for this exact reason that I’m a little jealous of babies. How amazing would it be to see things for the first time every single day?
If you have have some free time on your hands, I encourage you to look up videos of people seeing things for the first time. Look up blind people seeing their loved ones for the first time, babies seeing rain for the first time, and even an enthusiastic train lover seeing a Heritage Unit in person for the first time. New sight experiences are mind blowing and I think they’re something we should all seek.
This summer I’ve been really thankful to have seen a lot of things for the first time. I’ve experienced new cities and even peered into the volcanic crater of Mount St Helens. But that being said, I don’t think we actually have to have a lavender sky moment to see something for the first time. I think that if we look deep enough into the things that are already familiar to us, we may actually find that we are seeing them for the first time.