The discussion about a half-empty/half-full cup is one I always find amusing. You see, I think the cup is always full (unless the cup is sitting in a vacuum... however, I infer from the fluid sitting at the bottom that this is not the case). On any given day, I think the cup is full of fluids with differing relative densities.
Of course, everyone fills their cup differently. Sometimes what I add displaces what was already there; sometimes it sits comfortably between two existing layers; sometimes it combines to make something new. Whatever I have in my cup affects my life differently on any given day ... priorities shift, et cetera, et cetera (am I the only one who pictures Yul Brynner whenever I hear it?). Sometimes my cup is calm; sometimes its a swirling vortex of chaos. But it is always full.
Over the last 18 months I've been saying 'no' to many things. My father called this selective abandonment; a conscious and purposeful removal of static from one's life. No to committees, no to side jobs. All with the intent of simplifying my life to the point of creating a feeling of dedicated calm to writing the dissertation (on Oct 2 I submitted a draft of chapter 5; I hope to submit a draft of chapter 3 soon).
But something has happened. It is as though - unbeknownst to me - an Einstein-Rosen bridge appeared at the bottom of my cup, a generous helping of dark matter was deposited, and some kind of gravitational distortion that traps opportunities was formed!
Opportunities have come knocking. Loud, enthusiastic, welcoming opportunities. And now the space-time fabric of my life is distorted in such a way that I will need to make the most of every moment.
I wonder if I will experience an advantageous time dilation??? Hahahaha, not bloody likely.
Of course, everyone fills their cup differently. Sometimes what I add displaces what was already there; sometimes it sits comfortably between two existing layers; sometimes it combines to make something new. Whatever I have in my cup affects my life differently on any given day ... priorities shift, et cetera, et cetera (am I the only one who pictures Yul Brynner whenever I hear it?). Sometimes my cup is calm; sometimes its a swirling vortex of chaos. But it is always full.
Over the last 18 months I've been saying 'no' to many things. My father called this selective abandonment; a conscious and purposeful removal of static from one's life. No to committees, no to side jobs. All with the intent of simplifying my life to the point of creating a feeling of dedicated calm to writing the dissertation (on Oct 2 I submitted a draft of chapter 5; I hope to submit a draft of chapter 3 soon).
But something has happened. It is as though - unbeknownst to me - an Einstein-Rosen bridge appeared at the bottom of my cup, a generous helping of dark matter was deposited, and some kind of gravitational distortion that traps opportunities was formed!
Opportunities have come knocking. Loud, enthusiastic, welcoming opportunities. And now the space-time fabric of my life is distorted in such a way that I will need to make the most of every moment.
I wonder if I will experience an advantageous time dilation??? Hahahaha, not bloody likely.