I think it requires being patient. Looking again. Outward at the foam of a new world, at all that is unfamiliar and jarring, with curiosity. But also inward, recognizing how every encounter with reality is unfinished, never final.

Often, the very things we initially find unassuming or odd are what alter us irreversibly. A particular brightness enters your life. It leaves the entire world tinged with evidence of it being there , like a droplet of iodine in the eye, suffusing everything blue.