Monday, February 20, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Open and Endless
In this moment. You get to choose... What you're thinking, focusing on, doing or not doing. You get to choose. What your feeling. How you're breathing. What comes next. What things will mean to you. You get to decide.
So what will you choose.
Start with this sky. What will you choose to put into this sky? Put anything there. There's no right or wrong, there is just what you choose.
Once you've done that... Decide what is next. How are you going to feel today? Who will you call? What will you learn? What will you stop and what will you start?
You get to choose. Smiley Face.
So what will you choose.
Start with this sky. What will you choose to put into this sky? Put anything there. There's no right or wrong, there is just what you choose.
Once you've done that... Decide what is next. How are you going to feel today? Who will you call? What will you learn? What will you stop and what will you start?
You get to choose. Smiley Face.
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
A New Road
If you are considering a new direction in life, you may not know exactly where that road will take you. Don't let fear prevent you from starting anyway. Sometimes the journey has more value than the destination.
Thursday, February 02, 2012
Think Even Smaller
This is a picture taken by Voyager 1 as as it began to leave our solar system. In the distance, 6 billion kilometers away is a pale blue dot... Planet Earth.
Everything that has ever happened in human history has taken place on what is a tiny grain of sand in an immense sea of empty space.
In his book, "Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space", the astronomer Carl Sagan related his thoughts on a deeper meaning of the photograph:
"We succeeded in taking that picture [from deep space], and, if you look at it, you see a dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.
The earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. It's been said that astronomy is a humbling, and I might add, a character-building experience. To my mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."
Sometimes it can help to think even smaller.
Everything that has ever happened in human history has taken place on what is a tiny grain of sand in an immense sea of empty space.
In his book, "Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space", the astronomer Carl Sagan related his thoughts on a deeper meaning of the photograph:
"We succeeded in taking that picture [from deep space], and, if you look at it, you see a dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.
The earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. It's been said that astronomy is a humbling, and I might add, a character-building experience. To my mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."
Sometimes it can help to think even smaller.
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