Make Me Think
“I wonder how many people I’ve looked at all my life and never seen.”― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent
I love things that make me think, really think.
Move me to another level, to discovery, an unfolding.
That challenge, make me look twice and again, longer, beneath the surface, above the obvious.
To beauty, to patterns, to connection, to wonder, imagination and awe.
A space of unknowing, unlearning, undoing of assumptions, opinions and judgment.
Relational rather than transactional.
A book, a song, a poem, a flower, a sunset, a child, an adult who remembers what it’s like to be a child.
Expanding rather than contracting.
An invitation, allowing and opening.
From me and other to us.
A response and action to change and be changed.
To see and be seen.
Make me think and think again.
Through my mind but mostly through my heart.
“Dream up the kind of world you want to live in. Dream out loud.”― Bono