Someone recently asked me what characteristic I most want to see in my kids (now five and three) as they become adults. After thinking about it for a bit, I answered “curiosity.”
Curiosity meets lots of different kinds of people.
Curiosity tries lots of different things.
Curiosity finds something
interesting even in subjects it doesn’t find interesting.
Curiosity is motivated by a challenge, rather than being
fearful of it.
Curiosity has a point of view.
Curiosity is open to change.
We are an innately curious breed: it’s how we’re able to
learn so many things so quickly. It’s constant trial and error as our motor
skills develop. And then the incessant “why why why?” as soon as we start to
talk. Curiosity leads us, and it’s triggered in thousands of different ways
because our minds are moving a thousand miles a minute.
As a mom, I often find myself lamenting the stuff that’s
left behind – Frank’s superhero cape gathering dust in the corner while the new
Burj Khalifa and Empire State Building legos shine brightly on the table; his
guitar that’s been all but discarded, replaced by the basketball, baseball and
puck; his 55 puzzles stacked in the closet as the globes, maps and solar
systems proliferate – but I shouldn’t. At least not yet. None of these
interests has been treated lightly; each was or is being interrogated with the
utmost curiosity. None will disappear without him knowing every who, what,
when, why and how there is to know.
So the time to lament isn’t now. It’s when an interest wanes
and it isn’t replaced with something new. That might sound dramatic, but it
happens. With age comes responsibility. Think about yourself as a kid and think
about now. Responsibility – school, relationships, jobs, bills, children, you
name it – competes with curiosity. Or at least with satisfying that curiosity
in a meaningful way. Don’t let it!
Curiosity is what recently drew me into health coaching. I
knew this carton of eggs cost much less than the others. But why? I knew
obesity rates had risen exponentially in the last decade. But why? I knew more
and more children being diagnosed with ADD and ADHD. But why? I could have
easily let that curiosity lie dormant, as I’ve done many times in the past
several years. But instead, I took a page from Frank’s book, and let my
curiosity run wild. The result? My family is healthier, I’ve turned judgments
into empathy for those who suffer from weight and health issues; I’ve eschewed
some approaches to health and wholly embraced others I’d previously dismissed.
And I’m sharing my knowledge with whomever gives me the opportunity. Curiosity
helped me create a new chapter in my life that I’m absolutely loving.
And I have my five year old to thank for inspiring me!
If you let your curiosity run Frank-wild, where might it
take you?
I need to be more Frank-wild.
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