By Rabbi Danya Ruttenberg for Kveller
The other day, kind of by accident, my 1-year-old
figured out how to drink from a straw. He put his mouth on the tube attached to
the cup in his hand and started sucking–recreationally, it seems. I don’t think
he had any expectations that something interesting would happen. His face, as
cold milk pooled into his mouth, registered shock, surprise, delight–and, dare I
say it–wonder.
Watching kids learn how things work down here on Earth is, as every parent knows, hilarious, amazing, and even inspiring. Seeing kids’ excitement when they pet a puppy, see fireworks, eat ice cream (or a lemon slice), or just find a good stick on the sidewalk can be magical for a lot of reasons–including the fact that they remind us how to encounter the world fresh ourselves.
The 20th century rabbi and theologian Abraham Joshua Heschel writes often about “radical amazement,” that sense of “wow” about the world, as the root of spirituality. It’s the kind of thing that people often experience in nature, for example, on the proverbial mountaintop. But not only–a lot of it is about bringing that sense of awe into the little things we often take for granted, or consider part of the background of our lives. This includes not only flowers on the side of the road, the taste of ice cream in our mouths, or how groovy it is to use a straw, but also things we generally don’t even think of as pleasures, like the warm soapy water on our hands as we wash dishes.
Obviously, radical amazement isn’t only for kids (though they do it really, really well). It’s about bringing that wonder, that wow-ness, to as much of the mundane as possible–to the dishwashing, to the gorgeousness of the tomato we’re about to slice, and, of course, the tushies and toes of the cuddly, sticky, demanding little monsters we so love.
But there’s something of a paradox about this for parents. In some ways, we’re already set up for enough unfair expectations piled on our heads. We’re not only supposed to only feed our children morally superior food and stimulate them according to the most cutting-edge psychological research, but now we also have to constantly find some sort of rapture in the drudgery as well? Parenting is hard enough–and, for most of us, it’s pretty much a win if we manage to get through the day in one piece and manage to not leave our children at the bus station or let them play with the knives. Not to mention that the many pressures on parents–economic, socio-cultural, psychological, and more–can add additional layers of frustration and distraction.
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Watching kids learn how things work down here on Earth is, as every parent knows, hilarious, amazing, and even inspiring. Seeing kids’ excitement when they pet a puppy, see fireworks, eat ice cream (or a lemon slice), or just find a good stick on the sidewalk can be magical for a lot of reasons–including the fact that they remind us how to encounter the world fresh ourselves.
The 20th century rabbi and theologian Abraham Joshua Heschel writes often about “radical amazement,” that sense of “wow” about the world, as the root of spirituality. It’s the kind of thing that people often experience in nature, for example, on the proverbial mountaintop. But not only–a lot of it is about bringing that sense of awe into the little things we often take for granted, or consider part of the background of our lives. This includes not only flowers on the side of the road, the taste of ice cream in our mouths, or how groovy it is to use a straw, but also things we generally don’t even think of as pleasures, like the warm soapy water on our hands as we wash dishes.
Obviously, radical amazement isn’t only for kids (though they do it really, really well). It’s about bringing that wonder, that wow-ness, to as much of the mundane as possible–to the dishwashing, to the gorgeousness of the tomato we’re about to slice, and, of course, the tushies and toes of the cuddly, sticky, demanding little monsters we so love.
But there’s something of a paradox about this for parents. In some ways, we’re already set up for enough unfair expectations piled on our heads. We’re not only supposed to only feed our children morally superior food and stimulate them according to the most cutting-edge psychological research, but now we also have to constantly find some sort of rapture in the drudgery as well? Parenting is hard enough–and, for most of us, it’s pretty much a win if we manage to get through the day in one piece and manage to not leave our children at the bus station or let them play with the knives. Not to mention that the many pressures on parents–economic, socio-cultural, psychological, and more–can add additional layers of frustration and distraction.
Continue reading.
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