I mentioned previously that I hoped to share a story involving one of my children that helps tie this discussion about living the good life and seeing the sublime all together.
Think of it in this way:
Seeing the sublime — learning from a child.
Many years ago I started telling our children bedtime stories. It was great fun to make up fanciful stories about far away places. Sometimes the characters would do some really incredible things. They might wear absurdly funny clothes. They would sometimes do things that just wouldn’t square with the reality. Now, my joy is multiplied beyond imagining as I occasionally have the opportunity to tell bedtime stories to my grandchildren. This, alone, is a sublime experience.
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