Tag Archives: Umberto Eco

Connections I

 

“Any fact becomes important when it’s connected to another.”
― Umberto Eco

 

Take any two thoughts or fancies lay them side by side and a curious alchemy takes place. Something new is born from the conflict and synthesis of the two ideas. In Alice in Wonderland, the Mad Hatter asked the question “How is a raven like a writing desk?” and imaginations were sparked for over 100 years (tho the only answer I could come up with is that they both are carriers of thought). How is peanut butter like leaves changing colours? What does the feeling of first love share with that of deepest despair? How do we reconcile the concept that most of us in the twentieth century feel so disconnected from each other yet so many spurn even the friendliest of greetings from strangers? How does Fire relate to the idea of the New Aeon? How are you like or different from the next stranger you encounter? How are you in relation to the universe? Consider the answers to these and look at some strange juxtapositions yourself and see how your mind expands.
Blessings G

 

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Approaching the HeartApproaching the Heart by G A Rosenberg

 

Raven's JourneyRaven’s Journey by G A Rosenberg

Connections I

 

“Any fact becomes important when it’s connected to another.”
― Umberto Eco

 

Take any two thoughts or fancies lay them side by side and a curious alchemy takes place. Something new is born from the conflict and synthesis of the two ideas. In Alice in Wonderland, the Mad Hatter asked the question “How is a raven like a writing desk?” and imaginations were sparked for over 100 years (tho the only answer I could come up with is that they both are carriers of thought). How is peanut butter like leaves changing colours? What does the feeling of first love share with that of deepest despair? How do we reconcile the concept that most of us in the twentieth century feel so disconnected from each other yet so many spurn even the friendliest of greetings from strangers? How does Fire relate to the idea of the New Aeon? How are you like or different from the next stranger you encounter? How are you in relation to the universe? Consider the answers to these and look at some strange juxtapositions yourself and see how your mind expands.
Blessings G

 

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Approaching the HeartApproaching the Heart by G A Rosenberg

 

Raven's JourneyRaven’s Journey by G A Rosenberg

Seeing From Darkness and From Light

 

“How clear everything becomes when you look from the darkness of a dungeon.”
― Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

 

Perceiving from darkness
almost everything shines bright
Memories of happy times
and traveled places
now back safely enveloped
in my night shroud
Dissolving in the visions of what once was
and unlimited potential for what may be

 

Perceiving from the light
in full manifest
all seems dim aglow
I have reached the pinnacle
and I know I must return
but then nothing new emerges
Erupting in beingness
and waiting for the shadows
that will return me home.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Synaptic ViewingSynaptic Viewing by G A Rosenberg

 

Furry MeditationsFurry Meditation by G A Rosenberg

 

Quote of the Day – May 13 2012

“To survive, you must tell stories.”
― Umberto Eco, The Island of the Day Before

This quote seems to sparkle on the surface. So much of our existence seems due to the stories we tell ourselves. Our stories reflect,  inflect and infect our being. Who was I there? Was I hero or victim, bystander or villain? Did I save the day or get lost in the woods? Did I grow or did I sink into despair? Is that story over yet or is this just a brief respite in between chapters?

Yet I wonder are stories truly necessary to survive? When we meditate isn’t the idea to shut the stories down and be in silence? If so, then what part of us needs the stories to survive? Does meditation give us the necessary space in which to change our stories, change ourselves? Stories may be necessary but we can keep improving the stories told.

Blessings, G

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Solar Plexus by G A Rosenberg

Heart’s Mist by G A Rosenberg