Yesterday was a hell of a day. It miraculously coincided nicely with my recent contemplations on attention. I was confronted with all the practical obstructions I wasn’t mentioning explicitly in the last couple of days. Contemplation is an act of looking at something attentively, taking distance and holding a thought in mind. When talking about it, I was looking at the attention from a calm and balanced position. Philosophising about its function and importance of being able to consciously build the landscape where attention can wander. So easy to say, rationalise and understand the scarcity and dangers of overstretching. Well, yesterday I was ruthlessly overstretched.
Without shadow there is no light
Without shadow there is no light
Without shadow there is no light
Yesterday was a hell of a day. It miraculously coincided nicely with my recent contemplations on attention. I was confronted with all the practical obstructions I wasn’t mentioning explicitly in the last couple of days. Contemplation is an act of looking at something attentively, taking distance and holding a thought in mind. When talking about it, I was looking at the attention from a calm and balanced position. Philosophising about its function and importance of being able to consciously build the landscape where attention can wander. So easy to say, rationalise and understand the scarcity and dangers of overstretching. Well, yesterday I was ruthlessly overstretched.