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There’s something sacred about the way a child sees the world.

The wide-eyed awe. The whisper of magic in an ordinary tree. The quiet hush of a sunset that feels, somehow, like it’s just for you.

Most of us remember that feeling—not in full, maybe, but as a flicker. A golden echo.And for too many of us, we also remember when we stopped feeling it. When we stopped seeing life as full of possibility and started seeing it as something to endure.

But here’s the truth: wonder is not a luxury.It’s not some childish indulgence we’re meant to grow out of.It’s a thread we are born with… and meant to follow back to life.

In dark times, we lose wonder first.

Not because we’re weak—but because our pain tries to protect us.It says: “Don’t look too deeply. Don’t hope too much. Don’t get your heart broken again.”So we lower our gaze. We tighten up. We brace.

But life without wonder is a kind of emotional dehydration.Everything becomes dry. Functional. Efficient. But not alive.We go through the motions.We forget how to feel awe when someone is kind.We stop noticing the beauty of the moon.We forget the miracle of simply being here.

But the thread of wonder hasn’t left you.It may be buried. It may be frayed. But it’s still there.

And the fact that you’re hearing these words right now…Might mean your soul is asking for it again.

So how do we reclaim wonder?

We don’t chase it.We don’t force it.We soften. We open. We allow.

Wonder doesn’t shout.It’s the soft gasp when the breeze surprises you.It’s the lump in your throat when a child says something so wise it silences the room.It’s the moment you look into someone’s eyes and remember we’re all just trying to love and be loved.

And the beautiful thing is… wonder doesn’t require everything to be okay.It shows up right in the middle of the mess.

It comes when you least expect it:At the funeral, when someone tells a story that makes everyone laugh.At the grocery store, when you catch an elderly couple holding hands.At the moment you want to give up—and something, somehow, keeps you going.

That’s wonder.

To feel wonder again, we must let go of numbness—but not by force.

Instead, try this:

Pause today.

Look at something simple.

A plant. A pattern. A puddle of sunlight.Ask yourself: “What would this look like if I were seeing it for the very first time?”

Then listen.

Let your eyes soften. Let your breath deepen.Let your inner child—the one who still lives within you—sit up and take the wheel for just a moment.

The part of you that still believes in magic?It hasn’t left.

It’s just been waiting… for permission.

And what about the cynic inside you?

The one that scoffs at hope?The one that says, “There’s too much wrong in the world to waste time on wonder.”

Love that part too.Because that voice is tired. That voice is hurt.And sometimes, it just needs a little spark to remember…

Wonder isn’t naivety.It’s what reminds us why we’re still here.Why love matters.Why we get up every day and try again.

If you’ve been grieving, if you’ve been overwhelmed,If you’ve been “just surviving” for far too long…

This is your invitation.

You are allowed to feel wonder again.Not because everything is perfect.But because your soul is still listening.

You haven’t given up.You’re still looking.And somewhere in that quiet search… the thread of wonder will meet you again.

One last thing:

Wonder makes us gentler with one another.It softens the edges.It lets us say “I love you” without needing to explain.It reminds us that the sacred is never gone—only hidden.And that when we stop to notice it…We feel, for a moment, truly alive.

So today, if you do nothing else—Let your eyes widen.Let your breath catch.Let your heart open, just a little more.

And let the thread of wonder lead you back to yourself.

Because you are still here.And that alone… is a miracle.

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