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On the Appreciation of Beauty
Nature, Imagination, & Artistic Expression
Walking through my neighborhood with my daughter is an excellent reminder of the beauty I’ve often forgotten to appreciate throughout the grueling gauntlet of becoming an adult.
She has no filter for the excitement she experiences seeing birds, squirrels, flowers, and leaves blowing in the wind.
Recently, as we were getting off the highway ramp recently, passing a large group of trees, she remarked: “Daddy, is that a jungle? Do you think there are any monkeys or zebras in there?”
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Her imagination refusing to be stifled by the pervasive proliferation of screens, my own learned cynicism I’ve been struggling to protect her from, and growing up between two different households is both inspiring and encouraging.
Somewhere along the way, we seem to get caught up, convoluted, and contorted — in schemes, money, analysis, data, business models, curriculums, politics, distractions, doctrines, ownership, labels, lust, ego… all this hideousness.
