Every child, at some point in his childhood would have some sort of a chest, where he/she would store his cherished memories and treasures. For some, it may be some crayon sticks, photographs or art which enthralled them, cut out from magazines (If you’re a 90s kid ; ) ), gifts from loved ones, toys and you name it. For some, this “wonder crate” would take the form a beautifully curated diary or hand made book where they put in all their special memories. I’m sure that each of us would have had some variant of this “wonder crate” at some point in our lives.
“Everyone is born creative; everyone is given a box of crayons in kindergarten. Then when you hit puberty they take the crayons away and replace them with dry, uninspiring books on algebra, history, ect. Being suddenly hit years later with the ‘creative bug’ is just a wee voice telling you, ‘I’d like my crayons back, please.” – Hugh MacLeod
Being grown ups, if we don’t intentionally step out of the delirium of our routines and this chase of matters which won’t bring us any fulfillment, exhausting ourselves in the process has become a novelty of the time we’re in. This would seriously axe the the childish curiosity within us. “After a while the middle-aged person who lives in her head begins to talk to her soul, the kid.” [Anne Lamott, Joe Jones]. We often feel hesitant to release our inner child and let it roam free in the realm of the mind and that’d only foster creative pursuits. May our inner world be beautified with inquisity and compassion. May Almighty bless you to have whatever you do being proliferated with lots of love and soul in it, be it your work, craft or anything that inspires you!
Wonder crate is usually always a secret for kids. They keep it to their own worlds safe in their cupboards or shelves . The Border of a Mind is sort of my wonder crate which I’m inheriting you as my reader. It’s a small digital chest of my contemplations. God bless you : )