Farmers Ploughing, Andhra Pradesh, India (cc) CGIAR Climate
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.
when you work you fulfill a part of earth’s furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born,
And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life,
And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life’s inmost secret.
Work is love made visible. Continue reading
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A small leaf bowl was used to distribute prasad (food offering) at the temple on my way to Coimbatore. I had just had breakfast in a roadside restaurant (ok, if you are thinking of freaking out, please chill. food at roadside restaurant is safe and tastes fantastic if you knew which one to patronize :-)). They served pongal in a flimsy plastic bowl. Since that upsetting event was still fresh in my mind, the leaf bowl looked prettier than usual.
Photo Gallery of the Beautiful Leaf Bowl
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Trust your wound to a teacher’s surgery.
Flies collect on a wound. They cover it,
those flies of your self-protecting feelings,
your love for what you think is yours.
Let a teacher wave away the flies
and put a plaster on the wound.
Don’t turn your head. Keep looking
at the bandaged place.
That’s where the light enters you.
And don’t believe for a moment
that you’re healing yourself.
Words to live by, not just for scientists.
I’m talking about a specific, extra type of integrity that is not lying, but bending over backwards to show how you are maybe wrong, that you ought to have when acting as a scientist. And this is our responsibility as scientists, certainly to other scientists, and I think to laymen.
So I have just one wish for you—the good luck to be somewhere where you are free to maintain the kind of integrity I have described, and where you do not feel forced by a need to maintain your position in the organization, or financial support, or so on, to lose your integrity. May you have that freedom.
— Cargo Cult Science by Richard Feynman