I Wonder...
On a recent hike, my 8 year-old son spotted this butterfly and called me over to look at it. The coloring of the pattern of its wings was beautiful and the blue shimmered in the sunlight. We looked at it for several minutes and my son asked for my phone to take this picture. While looking at it, he said, “ I wonder if it knows how beautiful it is?”. That struck me as a profound question. I wonder too. From a biology perspective there may be a reason or purpose to the pattern and colors in its wings. Someone knows, just not me! I asked my son if he knows just how amazing he is. He smiled in reply. I think he knows that I think he is amazing. And he is still innocent in the way children are that they think highly of themselves and their abilities. Most of the time we grow out of that innocence, or it is robbed from us by trauma. But by adulthood, the majority of us now think it to be arrogant or conceited to see ou...