At the beginning of spring, when new growth starts to appear on trees, I think of a friend I have in college who was colorblind. In his particular case, he could see the vibrant yellow-green of first growth, but not the darker, deeper greens of summer, so the time of growth and newness was magical to him every year. Each year, he experienced this magic again as if for the first time.
How can you experience something for the first time all over again?