What is Wonder Worth?

This week as I jogged through prairies and hiked up foothills and meandered about with coffee in hand, I contemplated the worth of wonder. Here are my musings…I’d love to hear yours. Do share. IMG_1459

What is wonder worth?

If all that caused me to render words useless, to halt my step, to slack my jaw, if all that somehow vanished…

If all that enticed my unconscious toward gratitude or called my curiosity to come and play, if all that succumbs to extinction…

If the numinous, the ineffable, the source of unexplainable beauty breathed no more…

My joy would die with it.

What is wonder worth? All the joy in my world.

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What has wonder cost me?

Faster heartbeats and the slowing of time.

“Thank yous” whispered, some aloud.

A glance turned to a gaze.

 

I could have paid more.

 

An early morn to meet the rising sun.

A longer drive to chase a harvest moon.

On a rare day, a prayer on my knees.

 

I should have paid more.

 

A handwritten note.

A “I love you, too.”

A stooping low to meet a child’s eyes.

 

It has cost me so little, but I’ve promised it my heart.

 

Oh, to keep my promise.

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What would I give for more?

I’d like to think I’d exchange the comfort of distraction for the rigor of intention.

On a good day I’d trade the ease of entertainment for the posture of surprise.

But could I barter this?

Control, the illusion I cling to.

My defenses, the power I wield to guard my broken heart.

Entitlement and pride for the fair market price of gratitude and awe.

I desire to desire that–to give my heart to higher loves.

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How would life be poorer without wonder?

A desert without flowers.

A moon without light.

A mother without child.

A hope without cause.

 

The beginning of our happiness lies in the understanding that life without wonder is not worth living.”Abraham Joshua Heschel

 

Now for you…I’m curious how you might respond:

What is wonder worth?

What has it cost you?

What would you give for more?

How would your life be poorer without it?

 

Less Stuff. More Life.

Dee William's Big Tiny

Dee William’s Big Tiny

A year in my twenties I lived without a permanent address. It remains one of the richest years of my life.

 

I strung together a loose line-up of house-sitting, dog-sitting, cat-sitting and kid-sitting gigs. All that sitting helped contend with my unshakable habit of eating and enabled me to hit the road for a multi-month backpacking trip through Europe. I then headed to California and lived with friends as I worked for a non-profit.

 

I survived on baguettes and yogurt and surveyed some of the world’s finest art and architecture. It was a season in life when all my belongings fit into a couple of suitcases that I stuffed in my little Honda.

 

But I was in my twenties.

 

While I still relish adventure, those days are 10, 000 purchases ago. Fifteen or so years later, what could that life of simplicity look like?

 

I recently got to interview an extraordinary woman who is living one extravagant life…with less. And, she’s beyond her twenties.

 

Dee Williams resides in an 80-sq ft house. Her home fits into a parking space; it’s the size of an area rug. It contains approximately 300 items, a lower count than many junk drawers.

 

Dee’s journey to less came rather unconventionally. At age forty, Dee was living the American dream. She owned a three-bedroom house with a bloated garage and had a fulltime job, with heaps of stress. And then, she had a heart attack.

 

Instead of a massive medical procedure, she opted to radically minimize her life. With the precision of a surgeon, she removed anything blocking her joy and causing her anxiety.

 

She sold her house, cut her belongings to bare essentials, and reduced her work to part-time. She built herself a tiny house for $10, 000, customizing every inch. Her utility bills are approximately $8 in the winter; her electricity comes from solar panels.

 

She’s now liberated to lavish time and resources on family, friends, neighbors, and causes.

 

I loved meeting Dee; there’s nothing self-congratulating about her. She seems to live with a generous smirk and light-heartedness in the midst of all her intentionality.

 

Yet, as I reflect on Dee and her tiny house and big life I’m enticed to ask what does her story call out of me, especially as I endeavor to live 365 Days of Wonder.

 

Dee’s life seems to brim with wonder—spacious with gratitude, relationally rich. Radically reducing clutter and drastically cutting down stress has freed her to be more present to people, and to the life she has been given.

 

So, a question that emerges for me: Do I have a relationship with my belongings that liberates me or limits me to love others–from those next door to those around the world?

 

If I pay attention to this question, I suspect there are closets to clean out, goods to sell, neighbors to invite to diner, and causes to more intentionally engage.

 

Thanks, Dee, for a snapshot of a more expansive life, one packed with wonder.

 

Here’s a look at the trailer for the Lifetree Café story I did on Dee Williams:

https://vimeo.com/116570323

 

If you’d like to explore Dee’s story further she wrote a winsome book called The Big Tiny. I highly recommend it. Her story will also be shown at Lifetree Cafes across the country.

 

Can’t resist the question: What questions/responses does Dee’s story ask of you?

 

Day#10 of Wonder

Thank God for ice + snow.

Thank God for ice + snow.

Today I took pen and paper on my hike, as I usually do. I tend to write my way through a hike (yes, paper & pen in hand as I blaze trails and scale mountains). But today, those plans were thwarted. The trail was too slick to do anything else than put one foot in front of that other. And that was bliss.

I crunched my way through silence. And then I listened to songs I loved, smirking my way through the playlist. Then my mind settled into reflecting on my three big projects I hope to tackle this year. All the rest in the motion brought clarity to the work ahead. My little hike ended with a sighting of deer by the trail. I’d typically pull out my phone to capture them, but it was a joy to simply observe and savor, nothing else required.

Thank God for the slowing of ice + snow.

What has halted you this week? Any surprising gifts in the midst?

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