Making science is much more funny when you understand that the Universe is something bigger and much deeper that a series of “casual” events….
With this post I intend to elaborate my response to the intriguing provocation of the Weekly Writing Challenge. Following the indications, I chose one of the photo of the post, and added below my two cents.
To tell the truth, I was tempted from almost all proposed images… anyway, after some rumblings, I selected “contemplation”. Contemplation is something we often I think about. Usually, to be honest, I only think about it, without doing anything. We just think that we should contemplate more in our life. But what about starting seriously to contemplate, i.e. to observe? I mean, just observe, without doing anything.
Maybe it’s me but I can’t help to feel this way. We do not observe enough. I do not, certainly.
In this situation, the risk of getting frustrated is everything but academic.
Because I realize that I’m still walking in the wrong path, in the wrong way.
Let’s turn to contemplation, instead.
Contemplate reality is as taking a break. It’s like relaxing for a while. It’s just to realize that what we must do, what we are asked to do – first of all – is to let it flow.
I know, it’s not easy. But we have no escapes: it’s necessary.
“It is necessary … for a man to go away by himself … to sit on a rock … and ask, ‘Who am I, where have I been, and where am I going?” (Carl Sandburg)
I understand that there is something. Something in our life that we can reach only if we finally surrender, surrender to the flow of reality. When we stop pretending to change ourself, or change the world around us.
And start contemplating. Start experimenting the pure joy of existing. Exactly as we are. Without discarding or censoring our weakness. Loving it, instead, just as loving everything inside and outside us.
Nowadays there is a great hype on oriental philosophies, so that the emphasis of contemplation may appear to someone as just spiritual stuff imported from places outside our occidental culture and civilization. It may seems, but it’s not. See what Aristotle was saying, just a few years ago…
I know, I know… This blog has been wandering in cyberspace, lately. It started under Blogspot, than I’ll move it to Altervista.org (inside a WordPress installation) and now we’re here, into WordPress.com ecosystem. I’ll try to see how if this can help to reach more readers, and I’ll take advantage also for experimenting a little more with wordpress.com and its social features.
Overhall, a great occasion for a fresh start.
The original name of the blog was patch panel, but it resulted already taken in WordPress.com, so I was forced to change. After a bit of reflection and (mainly) with a little help of a friend of mine, I chose this name, FeedLine. I like it since, as the previous one, it evokes a sense of connection. As I wrote some years ago (let me quote myself)
connections between words, between concepts, or even, between different branches of knowledge.
I realize that I missed the most important things… connection between people, and between people and their hearts.
|One of the most venerable “transmission line” …|
In a radio antenna, the feed line is the cable or other transmission line that connects the antenna with the radio transmitter or receiver. In a transmitting antenna, it feeds the radio frequency (RF) current from the transmitter to the antenna, where it is radiated as radio waves. In a receiving antenna it transfers the tiny RF voltage induced in the antenna by the radio wave to the receiver. In order to carry RF current efficiently, feed lines are made of specialized types of cable called transmission line…
So, here we are. Connection established. All checked. Everything is up and working. Antenna is now linked with the receiver.
We can start (again) to transmit. Stay tuned… 😉
This was originally posted on a wordpress.com website.