When people come knocking on our door, when they ask their questions, if they’re looking around for something in our “neighbourhood,” what have we got to give?
It’s the person who themselves keep knocking, keeps asking questions, keeps searching and seeking that will have more to give than they realise. With a lot of stuff around, this deeper way of going about life guarantees that we have something better to give. We have a problem when we cannot see what it is we have to offer:
‘Scarcity appears when wealth cannot flow.’*
Walt Whitman provides some beautiful words as he brings his Leaves of Grass to a close, writing about a child that took into himself all that he saw:
‘There was a child went forth every day,
And the first object he looked upon and received with wonder
or pity or love or dread, that object he became,
And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of
the day … or for many years or stretching cycles of years.’**
Plants and creatures and people became part of this child as he goes forth each day. In this child all of these things are passed on:
‘These become a part of that child who went forth every day, and who
now goes and will always go forth every day,
And these become of him or her that peruses them now.’**
Others have been such worlds for us and we become such worlds for others. Whitman moves closer to the end of his Leaves of Grass identifying wonder:
Is it wonderful that I should be immortal? as everyone is immortal.
I know it is wonderful … but my eyesight is equally wonderful …
and how I was conceived in my mother’s womb is equally
He goes on t see how his growing up and who he ids are all wonderful. And this thing, this thing happening right now as you read this, is wonderful too:
‘And that my should embraces you this hour, and we affect each other
without ever seeing each other, and never perhaps to see each
other, is every bit as wonderful […].’**
And you, you are wonderful, too:
‘Come I should like to hear you tell me what there is in yourself that is not just as wonderful, […].’**
You are more than worth-while to seek out, to knock on the door of, and to ask some things of.