In my varied attempts lately to inspire and intrigue my son, I often find that I just as effectively intrigue myself. Things that, according to majority of people you talk to, should not make any significant impression on an adult (since we’ve all seen it all before), will have me buzzing with inspired energy for days. I take my son to see all the airplanes at a small local airport, for instance, and he is so overwhelmed by the glory of it all that he nearly hyperventilates.
And as I watch him, I realize that I am excited too. I am reminded of the feelings that I had when I was a girl. The excitement about flying. The desire to become a pilot. But it’s not just nostalgia. It is here and now. A childlike embracing of the present moment. Maybe I am not two years old, but I have never seen the cockpit of a plane this close before, and darn it, it’s cool!
I am also inspired by the kindness of the people that we encounter. The immediate drive of these people to share their passions with a small child in the hopes that it may become their passion too. A local fireman who just had his first son, eager to practice his new role on this enthusiastic toddler, will do nearly anything to impress him.
How often do we see this kindness, this passion in the people we encounter day-to-day? It is so beautiful that I feel like I have connected myself to these lives. They have forever made and impression on me and hopefully we have made a small one on them as well.