My gaze is clear like a sunflower. It is my custom to walk the roads Looking right and left
And sometimes looking behind me, And what I see at each moment
Is what I never saw before, And I’m very good at noticing things. I’m capable of feeling the same wonder A newborn child would feel If he noticed that he’d really and truly been born. I feel at each moment that I’ve just been born
Into a completely new world . . . I believe in the world as in a daisy, Because I see it. But I don’t think about it, Because to think is to not understand. The world wasn’t made for us to think about it
(To think is to have eyes that aren’t well) But to look at it and to be in agreement. I have no philosophy, I have senses . . . If I speak of Nature it’s not because I know what it is But because I love it, and for that very reason, Because those who love never know what they love Or why they love, or what love is. To love is eternal innocence, And the only innocence is not to think . . .
~ Fernando Pessoa
Side note…after I put this together to share last night I read a post today from Steve Harper that I couldn’t help but “notice.” I think it might help define some of this poem for those who might be turned off by the words “not to think.” (it did for me!) I have posted it below.
Good Word: Beholding
Spiritual life moves in relation to beholding. And that means more than noticing. Noticing is good. It is how we enter a moment. Beholding is letting the moment enter into us. Beholding is where responsiveness is born.
“The key to balancing your desire to be at peace with your need to achieve, perform, and earn a living is in recognizing that there’s no such thing as stress; there are only people thinking stressful thoughts.”