Love Thy Neighbor
What can it mean, a command to “Love thy neighbor?”
In the post-Enlightenment perspective, our world is defined from the outside
in, and it seems natural that the imperative is to behave kindly toward
others, a paraphrasing of the Golden Rule.
But if Jesus was a mystic, I
suspect that what he meant was to culture the experience of love within
us. A wide range of thoughts and emotions arises continually within us,
as if from nowhere and outside our will. Yet we are able, perhaps as
often as several times per minute, to choose which thoughts to nourish
with our attention and which to set aside. If we choose to reinforce the
loving feelings and allow vindictive or spiteful thoughts to languish,
then over time the love takes root within us. We feel safer, more
satisfied and more connected.
There is nothing wrong with living by the Golden Rule. But in the long
run, culturing love within ourselves can change our behaviors from the
inside out.
— Josh Mitteldorf
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1 July 2012

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If time is not real, then the dividing line between this world and
eternity, between suffering and bliss, between good and evil, is also an
illusion.
— Herman Hesse, born this day in 1877
Time is but the shadow of the world upon the background of eternity.
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2 July 2012

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What’s it like to be a rose bush?
If a maple tree is attacked by bugs, it releases a pheromone into the
air that is picked up by the neighboring trees. This induces the
receiving trees to start making chemicals that will help it fight off
the impending bug attack...Plants also communicate through signals
passed from root to root. In this case the “talking” plant had been
stressed by drought, and it “told” its neighboring plants to prepare for
a lack of water. Desert plants claim a territory by emitting warning
signals through their roots.
— read an
interview with Daniel Chamovitz in Scientific American
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3 July 2012

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Re-thinking the American Revolution
Why do we assume that we had to fight a bloody revolutionary
war to get rid of England?
In the year before those famous shots were fired, farmers in Western
Massachusetts had driven the British government out without firing a
single shot. They had assembled by the thousands and thousands around
courthouses and colonial offices and they had just taken over and they
said goodbye to the British officials. It was a nonviolent revolution
that took place. But then came Lexington and Concord, and the revolution
became violent, and it was run not by the farmers but by the Founding
Fathers. The farmers were rather poor; the Founding Fathers were rather
rich.
— Howard Zinn
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4 July 2012

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Triumph!
This is the opening of the Mass for Life
by my Dad’s personal
favorite composer,
Frederick Delius.
The text is from
Also Sprach
Zarathustra of Friedrich Nietzsche.
O thou, my Will! Thou change of every need, my
needfulness! Preserve me
from all small victories!
Thou fatedness of my soul, which I call fate! Thou In-me!
Over-me!
Preserve and spare me for one great fate!
And thy last greatness, my Will, spare it for thy last—that thou
mayest
be inexorable in thy victory! Ah, who hath not
succumbed to his victory!
Ah, whose eye hath not bedimmed in this intoxicated twilight!
Ah, whose
foot hath not faltered and forgotten in victory—how to stand!—
—That I may one day be ready and ripe in the great noontide:
ready and
ripe like the glowing ore, the lightning-bearing cloud, and the
swelling
milk-udder:—
—Ready for myself and for my most hidden Will: a bow eager for
its arrow,
an arrow eager for its star:—
—A star, ready and ripe in its noontide, glowing, pierced,
blessed, by
annihilating sun-arrows:—
—A sun itself, and an inexorable sun-will, ready for
annihilation in
victory!
O Will, thou change of every need, my needfulness!
Spare me for one
great victory!—
Thus spake Zarathustra. |
Oh du mein Wille! Du Wende aller Noth du meine
Nothwendigkeit!
Bewahre mich vor allen kleinen Siegen!
Du Schickung meiner Seele, die ich Schicksal heisse! Du-In-mir!
Über-mir! Bewahre und spare mich auf zu Einem grossen Schicksale!
Und deine letzte Grösse, mein Wille, spare dir für dein Letztes
auf,—
dass du unerbittlich bist in deinem Siege! Ach, wer
unterlag nicht
seinem Siege!
Ach, wessen Auge dunkelte nicht in dieser trunkenen Dämmerung!
Ach,
wessen Fuss taumelte nicht und verlernte im Siege—stehen!—
—Dass ich einst bereit und reif sei im grossen Mittage: bereit
und
reif gleich glühendem Erze, blitzschwangrer Wolke und
schwellendem
Milch-Euter:—
—bereit zu mir selber und zu meinem verborgensten Willen: ein
Bogen
brünstig nach seinem Pfeile, ein Pfeil brünstig nach seinem
Sterne:—
—ein Stern bereit und reif in seinem Mittage, glühend,
durchbohrt,
selig vor vernichtenden Sonnen-Pfeilen:—
—eine Sonne selber und ein unerbittlicher Sonnen-Wille, zum
Vernichten bereit im Siegen!
Oh Wille, Wende aller Noth, du meine Nothwendigkeit!
Spare mich auf
zu Einem grossen Siege!—
Also sprach Zarathustra. |
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5 July 2012

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It can’t be work
In religion, [we find] the pursuit of an ultimate aim, such as
salvation or enlightenment, from which all other good things flow. How
like the unlimited aim of money! I wonder what the effect would be on
our spirituality if we gave up on the pursuit of a unitary abstrac goal
that we believe to be the key to everything else. How would it feel to
release the endless campaign to improve ourselves, to make progress
toward a goal? What would it be like just to play instead, just to be?
Like wealth, enlightenment is a goal that knows no limit, and in both
cases the pursuit of it can enslave. In both cases, I think the object
of the pursuit is a spurious substitute for a diversity of things that
people really want.
— Charles Eisenstein
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6 July 2012

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Already at birth
I was parted,
not just from mother –
but body from mind,
mind from its source –
that’s why I take up
this soft blade
of breath
to cut me back into one.
— Peter Levitt,
from One Hundred
Butterflies
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7 July 2012

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Meditation practice as rehearsal
I have been in the habit of practicing meditation with the
hope that, via some mystical process that I accepted but could not
understand, my practice would someday lead to enlightenment.*
Today I came to see ‘practice’ of meditation as akin to practicing the
piano, or practicing what I preach. In meditation, I am rehearsing the
mental stance that I would like to wear habitually. This is less
mysterious – almost obvious in its clarity.
What is less clear: Is it also possible to achieve transpersonal change
via meditation? For example, can
metta
meditation bring peace or satisfaction to another? Can we
contribute to a more peaceful world simply by holding the vision and the
intention?
— Josh Mitteldorf
*To be fair to myself, I should add that I have noticed that meditation
practice usually improves my mood and leads to greater productivity –
sometimes dramatically and unmistakably so. So it’s not all about
investing effort in a future goal. To be honest, I should add
that part of my motivation in spiri- tual practice has always been an
unholy desire to prove myself more worthy, a form of one-upmanship.
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8 July 2012

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Fake it til you make it
Elaine Fox, a psychologist at the University of Essex in England and
author of an informative new book on the science of optimism,
Rainy
Brain, Sunny Brain, says positive thinking is not the main thing about optimism...
In an interview, Dr. Fox said: “The important thing is having a sense of
control over your life, your destiny. When you have a setback, you feel you
can do something about it.”
Or, as she wrote: “Optimism is not so much about feeling happy, nor
necessarily a belief that everything will be fine, but about how we respond
when times get tough. Optimists tend to keep going, even when it seems as if
the whole world is against them.”
— from
Jane Brody’s NYTimes column on health
...and don’t forget to organize and act collectively when institutional odds are
stacked against you.
- JJM
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9 July 2012

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Those who prepare for all the emergencies of life beforehand may
equip themselves at the expense of joy.
— E. M. Forster
Why not seize the pleasure at once? How often is happiness destroyed by preparation? Foolish preparation!
—
Jane Austen
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10 July 2012

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When I was through, he spoke hesitatingly, then, carried away by the
importance of his subject, ever more passionately. “How can you bring
yourself to say ‘God’ time after time? How can you expect that your
readers will take the word in the sense in which you wish it to be
taken? What you mean by the name of God is something above all human
grasp and comprehension, but in speaking about it you have lowered it to
human conceptualization. What word of human speech is so misused, so
defiled, so desecrated as this! All the innocent blood that has been
shed for it has robbed it of its radiance. All the injustice that it has
been used to cover has effaced its features. When I hear the highest
called ‘God,’ it sometimes seems almost blasphemous.”
— Martin Buber
Buber replied thus: “Yes, it is the most heavy-laden of all human
words. None has become so soiled, so mutilated. Just for this reason I
may not abandon it...”
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11 July 2012

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Sonnet XXXIV
Eres hija del mar y prima del orégano,
nadadora, tu cuerpo es de agua pura,
cocinera, tu sangre es tierra viva
y tus costumbres son floridas y terrestres.
Al agua van tus ojos y levantan las olas,
a la tierra tus manos y saltan las semillas,
en agua y tierra tienes propiedades profundas
que en ti se juntan como las leyes de la greda.
Náyade, corta tu cuerpo la turquesa
y luego resurrecto florece en la cocina
de tal modo que asumes cuanto existe
y al fin duermes rodeada por mis brazos que apartan
de la sormbra sombría, para que tú descanses,
legumbres, algas, hierbas: la espuma de tus sueños.
—
Pablo Neruda, born this day in 1904
You’re the daughter of the sea and oregano’s cousin.
My swimmer, your body is pure water,
and when you cook, your blood is living soil.
All your habits are earthly in their flowering.
Your eyes turn to the waters, and the waves come up.
Your hands turn to the earth, and the seeds burst.
Of the water and the earth, you are the profound proprietor.
They gather in you like the very make-up of the clay.
Naiad, the turquoise slashes you,
and then, resurrected, you flower in the kitchen,
so that you become whatever is,
and at last you sleep, surrounded by my arms, which part
the darkness from the dark, so that you may rest . . .
legumes, seaweed, grasses: the spume of your dreams.
—
tr Terence Clarke
Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of
bread.
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12 July 2012

Oil on canvas by Arthur Rackham
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Behold, the sea itself...
words by Walt Whitman; music by Ralph Vaughan Williams
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13 July 2012

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“It is only our absurd ‘scientific’ prejudice that reality must be
physical and rational that blinds us to the truth...The imagination is
not a faculty for the creation of illusion; it is the faculty by which
alone man apprehends reality. The ‘illusion’ turns out to be truth.”
— Harold
Goddard
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14 July 2012

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Now and then, I’ll catch a glimpse that whom I’ve touched are who I
am;
a whiff of immortality I sense, two daughters’ lives might seem my own.
No edifice I build upon such thin and insubstantial stone;
patiently, with insight I sort truth from all seductive sham.
Let oneness never be my mantra, lest I fear that I deceive
myself, imposing a hypnotic frame on what I believe.
If oneness be the deep, abiding nature of reality,
then let me quest impartially, and wait ’til oneness come to me.
— Josh Mitteldorf
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15 July 2012

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Himalaya
O Himalaya, tell of that time when man first lay
in your lap. O let me imagine that dawn
unstained by red. Run backward, circle of
day and night, ancient eras a moment in your lifetime.
You are a poem whose first verse is the sky.
Your bright turbans dazzle the Pleiades.
Lightning across your peaks sends black tents wandering
above the valley. The wind polishes the trembling mirrors
at your hem. Streams cascade down your forehead,
your cheeks quiver. As morning air cradles intoxicated
roses and the leaves are silenced by the rose-gatherer’s wrists,
so speech is silenced in the roar of falling water.
— Mohammed Iqbal (1877 -1938) one of the two great South Asian poets of
the 20th Century (the other was Faiz Ahmed Faiz) advocated ceaseless
endeavor, writing with equal ease in Persian, Urdu, and English. He was
knighted by the British but is rarely called Sir Mohammed.
Translated from the Urdu by Rafiq Kathwari, guest poet at
3Quarks Daily.
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16 July 2012

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Do we need one more reason to be kind to ourselves?
Remorse is not among the eternal verities. The Greeks were right to
dethrone her. Her action is too capricious, as though the Erinyes
selected for punishment only certain men and certain sins. And of all
means to regeneration, Remorse is surely the most wasteful. It cuts away
healthy tissues with the poisoned. It is a knife that probes far deeper
than the evil. Leonard was driven straight through its torments and
emerged pure, but enfeebled—a better man, who would never lose control
of himself again, but also a smaller, who had less to control. Nor did
purity mean peace. The use of the knife can become a habit as hard to
shake off as passion itself, and Leonard continued to start with a cry
out of dreams.
— E M Forster (fr
Howard’s End)
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17 July 2012

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How the world works: solid matter and Type 1a Supernovae
Gases like air can be squished with a hand pump, but solids and
liquids are something else again. You can squeeze as hard as you want on
a rock and it won’t compress significantly. Liquids are deformable, but
not compressible: if you filled your bicycle pump with water, you would
break the piston before you could squeeze the water.
The pressure that makes matter feel solid comes not from anything really
solid, but from lots of electrons bouncing around*. The electrons don’t form a regular gas, which would be
compressible like air. Instead, they congeal down to the lowest quantum
state they can find. (Then they push each other aside into the next
quantum state and the next, because electrons won’t tolerate having
other electrons in the same quantum state. That’s called the
Pauli
Exclusion Principle, but what it really means is that electrons have
sharp elbows.)
So the reason that it’s so hard to compress stone or water or anything
solid is that the electrons have already taken all the low-energy
quantum states. To push them closer together, you’d have to lift some
electrons into the next highest quantum state, and the energy for that
turns out to be on the order of a Rydberg per electron, which translates into a
pressure of 10 million atmospheres. That’s about how hard you’d have to
press your bicycle pump before you’d get noticeable compression in a
cylinder full of water.
That’s a lot of pressure compared to everyday life, but in the context
of geology or astronomy, such pressures are common. The pressure at the
center of the earth is enough to compress rock to several times its
normal density.
And stellar pressures are something else again (TBC tomorrow...)
* This was the discovery that stunned
Ernest Rutherford in 1909,
after he had already won his
Nobel
prize. How many scientists can you think of who did their best
work after their Nobel?
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18 July 2012

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How the world works: solid matter and Type 1a Supernovae
(...continued from yesterday)
No slouches, the electrons that give matter its solidity are zipping
around at about 1,000 miles per second. Still their speed is less than
1% of the speed of light, so they can be understood pretty well without
invoking Relativity. But there are some stars in which electron speeds
can go much higher. Called white dwarf stars, they have
reached a kind of purgatory after they have burned up all their
hydrogen, so they are not generating enough heat and gas pressure to
hold themselves up. The gaseous star then collapses inward until it is
stopped by something hard, and that happens when its core becomes so
dense that it is no longer gaseous but liquid.
The hydrogen has burned to helium, and the helium burned to carbon.
Here’s what makes white dwarves so noteworthy: because of the high
temperature, their carbon cores remain gaseous way beyond their ordinary
density. They don’t become liquid until they have a density a million
times as high as ordinary matter. Liquid diamond – one ton per teaspoon. An entire star
collapsed until it is the size of the earth. And the electrons are
whizzing around much faster than in atoms at low temperature. The
electrons are
approaching the speed of light.
In 1931, Subrahmanyan Chandrasekhar calculated that the electrons would
behave differently as their speed approached the speed of light. They
would be less like particles of matter and more like particles of light.
Softer. Less solid. The star’s core would not be hard, and the star
could continue collapsing until it disappeared as a black hole.
Chandrasekhar calculated that there was a critical threshold mass for
the star: if the star is lighter than the threshold, then its core has
enough solidity to keep it from collapsing; if the star is heavier, then
its electrons approach too close to the speed of light, and the star keeps collapsing to a black hole. Boom.
The threshold mass is called the Chandrasekhar limit, and it is about
40% heavier than our sun. Most stars are smaller than this, and
they become white dwarves when they run out of fuel. But some are
larger, and they collapse with a bigger bang, forming a black hole.
All white dwarf stars have to be smaller than 1.4 times the mass of
the sun. But sometimes a white dwarf star finds itself next to another, uncollapsed
star, circling in orbit close enough that some of the atmosphere of the
other star can be sucked in by the dwarf’s gravity. Slowly the white
dwarf accretes mass. Heavier and heavier, then suddenly they reach
the Chandrasekhar limit and – boom! A
supernova of type 1a.
Here is the dilemma, constantly faced by cosmologists seeking to map out
the universe: How can we tell whether an object that we see in the sky
is very bright but far away, or very dim and rather close to us? When
Type 1a supernovas were discovered, they helped resolve this issue
because they are all the same. They all go off just when they cross the
threshold of the Chandrasekhar mass. They have the same intrinsic
brightness, and by comparing their apparent brightness we can tell how
far away they are. It also helps that when they go off, they are
temporarily about as bright as a whole galaxy, so they are visible from
all over the universe, and they each time we spot one, there is a galaxy
for which we can say, ‘now we know just where that one sits’.
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19 July 2012

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Thrive
If we cut the US military budget in half it would still roughly equal
the defense spending of the entire rest of the world combined. Between
that and getting rid of the Federal Reserve, over a trillion dollars
would be freed, enough to feed everyone on our planet, deal with social
issues, and heal our planet. Many people believe that widespread poverty
and deprivation are inevitable. But compared to war, eliminating poverty
and restoring the environment are cheap. According to Lester Brown’s
Earth Policy Institute, it would take under $200 billion a year to
restore the earth’s environment and meet global social goals.
— Foster Gamble
The crisis has matured to being on the threshold of mass awakening.
— Barbara Marx Hubbard
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20 July 2012

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Precept #11 of Thich Nhat Hahn
Do not live with a vocation that is harmful to humans and nature. Do not
invest in companies that deprive others of their chance to live. Select a
vocation that helps realise your ideal of compassion.
— #11 from the
14
Precepts of Thich Nhat Hahn
This has been a challenge for me ever since I entered the world of work.
I feel that capitalism is ‘harmful to humans’. It is difficult to
participate in the American economy without feeling myself either an
oppressor or a victim. Most employment entails some of each.
I have felt best about myself as a teacher, placing appropriate
challenges in front of students and encouraging them to think for
themselves. I have thought it right to devote some portion of my
public life to work that furthers a more human economy. I have
reminded myself to be gentle, to forgive myself for making compromises in
order to live comfortably and conveniently.
I am open to friendly counsel and new perspectives in the area of right
livelihood.
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21 July 2012

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To-do list
1. Be kind
2. Ask questions
3. Cultivate an attitude of wonder toward all you do not understand, but
do not let this interfere with a vigorous pursuit of rational
investigation
4. Tell the plain truth
5. Demand an end to state-sanctioned violence
6. Invite joy into your life at every moment of the day
— Josh Mitteldorf
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22 July 2012

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Google Translate
The amazing thing to me is how reliably you get a comprehensible, if not grammatical
rendition of a document in any language. If you haven’t already,
try it here.
Poems are often amusing, sometimes hilarious.
As recently as 10 years ago, AI people said that ‘natural language’
had turned out to be a much harder problem than early computer
enthusiasts had guessed, and that a program to understand a book or an
article would require a huge database of commonsense knowledge, and a
brain-like system for relating new knowledge to old. But that’s
not what Google Translate is, and not how it works.
In typical Google fashion, they have used the entire internet as a
huge database. Where documents exist in more than one language,
they have matched the two texts against each other with a computer
algorithm, and based purely on statistics, they match a phrase in (say)
Bulgarian with a corresponding phrase in English that some human has
used to translate it in the past.
It’s useful. It brings us together. It’s now possible for
us to know something about the news that people read in Bangalore or
Accra or Kabul. And it’s another significant step toward
international understanding and world peace.
In my Chrome browser, Google always offers to translate a web page
that is in another language. In other browsers you may have to go
to the web site and paste in the web address.
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23 July 2012

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The quest for certainty blocks the search for meaning. Uncertainty
is the very condition to impel man to unfold his powers.
– Erich Fromm
Confidence, like art, never comes from having all the answers; it
comes from being open to all the questions.
– Earl Gray Stevens
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24 July 2012

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A sentence worth reading twice
Until we are presented with a plausible account of how the
concept of “matter” arose out of matter itself, we should be
prepared to argue that there is nothing in matter as described
by physics that would suggest it could rise above itself, and
enclose that which it has risen above in quotation marks.
– Raymond Tallis
(from a book review in The New Atlantis.
Consciousness is not physical.
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25 July 2012

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‘Bright faith’ is the faith that we are given when our hearts are opened by encountering somebody or
something that moves us. Whether it is someone we know or a historical figure like
the Buddha, we can begin to sense the possibility of another, better way to live.
‘Mature faith’ is anchored in our own experience of truth, centered in the deeper understanding of the mind and bdody that we
come to know in practice. This deeper level of faith is also called ‘verified faith,’ meaning it is
grounded in our own experience, rather than coming from outside.
– Sharon Salzberg
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26 July 2012

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Dohnanyi
This piece was my introduction to Dohnanyi almost 20 years ago. I purchased the
CD as a sort of mistake, after a chamber music buddy had recommended to me the other,
more famous Dohnanyi Quintet #1. The piece he wanted me to learn was Dohnanyi’s Opus 1,
written when he was just 18. It is a heroic work, masterfully written, if slightly
overwritten, in the style of what my onetime wife used to call ‘19th Century male music’.
The Quintet #2 is something else again, a mature work from a time when Dohnanyi had
nothing to prove to anyone. The piece is challenging in its own way, but utterly without
gratuitous virtuosity.
This is the closest that music comes to philosophy, and the philosophy presented here is
mysticism. The beginning is shrouded in an ominous haze. The end is transcendent redemption.
Listen to the Piano Quintet Op 26 of Erno Dohnanyi, born this day in 1877.
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27 July 2012

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Smarter than we gave them credit for
Just days after a poacher's snare had
killed one of their own, two young mountain gorillas worked
together Tuesday to find and destroy traps in their Rwandan
forest home, according to conservationists on the scene.
‘This is absolutely the first time that we've seen juveniles doing that ...
I don't know of any other reports in the world of juveniles destroying snares,’
Read more from National Geographic
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28 July 2012

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Mindfulness Meditation Demystified
Focus is the locus
of the hocus-pocus.
— JJM
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29 July 2012

a visual jokus
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Mysteries of Astronomy
Science Magazine lists 8 unsolved puzzles.
Dark matter and
dark energy
are mysteries less than 15 years old, but they suggest a great hole in our understanding of
the large-scale motion of galaxies. It has been widely assumed since the time of Newton that
the motions of astronomical bodies can be explained entirely by the laws of gravitation, but
now we know that this doesn’t work: Either there is a new force we’ve never seen before, or
else there are two new forms of energy/matter that pass right through all the stuff we’ve
ever seen on earth and in the sky, and shows its presence only by gravity.
A much older mystery concerns the sun’s atmosphere, or corona. The hottest
part of the sun is in the center, where energy is being generated, and the successive layers are cooler and
cooler as light is diluted on the way out. The center of the sun is millions of degrees, and the surface is
only thousands of degrees. But here’s the mystery: the sun’s corona is millions of degrees once again. It’s
way out of equilibrium, and we don’t know why.
Here’s another that suggests a secret door to a hidden world: Cosmic rays are energetic particles (mostly
protons) that reach the earth from all directions, traveling just under the speed of light. We think we understand cosmic
rays in a general way: they could be getting their energy from the enormous magnetic fields around spinning neutron stars
(pulsars). But every once in a while, the cosmic ray detectors will catch a whopper, with more energy than even
a physicist can imagine. More energy in a single proton than a fastball from a major league pitcher. They have
100 million times more energy than the top energies that physicists have been able to reach in the world’s largest particle
accelerators. Two mysteries: first, there is no known physical process that can reach energies that large; and second,
particles with that much energy ought to lose it very quickly just traveling through interstellar space.
Mysteries out of the sky like this offer no clues to guide a new theory. Where do we begin?
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30 July 2012

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Unsung
“The growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not
so ill with you and me as they might have been is half owing to the number who lived
faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.”
— ending of Middlemarch, by George Eliot
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31 July 2012

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