Bees…

The men of experiment are like the ant;
they only collect and use.
But the bee…gathers its materials
from the flowers of the garden and of the field,
but transforms and digests it by a power of its own.
Leonardo da Vinci

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Beach glass …

It was beautiful not despite but because of the friction it has had to endure. It had been thrashed around, but instead of being destroyed, it was improved with every scratch and scrape, sculpted. In fact, the scuffs themselves are what gave it its quiet splendor; they are responsible for turning a simple piece of glass (which could have just as easily been trash) into a gem. (Wendy Blackburn)

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Time …

Recently, in Montreal, I was kindly invited to a rehearsal of Händel’s Triumph of Time and Truth.  Sitting near the centre of a beautiful chapel, surrounded by three choirs (one in front, and one on each side) I felt the chorus line ” Time is supreme, Time is a mighty pow’r!” not only wash over me, but reverberating deep in my soul.

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After what was a powerful experience, this notion of time did not leave me for days. Is it really, I was asking myself? Supreme, a mighty power? Or is it just a social construct to help us understand this world? Einstein proposed about 100 years ago that time and space are not really constant.

 “The distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.” Einstein quote