Thursday, March 12, 2009
Week 10 - Biophysics & OM
I can see biophysics attempting to tie all western sciences together, but it still looks at the minute details to explain the whole. I almost wonder if biophysics looked toward the east for more guidance if it would find the answers more easily. In other words, it can't see the forest for the trees.
Week 10 - Living System
I breathe in and out all day. When I want to remember that I am living in the present moment I take a breathe and feel it fill up my lungs and spread to all my blood and veins. I don't if that makes other things living beings, but my breath makes me a living being.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Week 9 - Synthesis of East & West
The fundamental principles of the east allow for synthesis with all things. The principles of the west a more exclusionary. The west has little flexibility and therefore is less likely to synthesize but rather test and then claim ideas from others. an example of this can be seen in China where a mixture of eastern and western medicine has been fairly successful. The west is much farther behind in terms of adopting eastern medicine.
I think this will be the challenge for many of us, trying to present acupuncture as a complimentary, as opposed to alternative medicine.
I think this will be the challenge for many of us, trying to present acupuncture as a complimentary, as opposed to alternative medicine.
My E-Prime Day
I can only quote from Hamlet here
"Seems, madam! nay it is;I know not seems,
'T is not alone my inky cloak, goo mother
Nor customary suits of solemn black
Nor windy suspiration of forced breath,
No, nor the fruitul river in the eye,
Nor the dejected haviour of the visage,
Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief,
That can denote me truly; these indeed seem,
For they are actions that a man might play;
But I have that within which passeth show;
These but trappings and the suits of woe."
Hamlet, Act I Scene II
"Seems, madam! nay it is;I know not seems,
'T is not alone my inky cloak, goo mother
Nor customary suits of solemn black
Nor windy suspiration of forced breath,
No, nor the fruitul river in the eye,
Nor the dejected haviour of the visage,
Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief,
That can denote me truly; these indeed seem,
For they are actions that a man might play;
But I have that within which passeth show;
These but trappings and the suits of woe."
Hamlet, Act I Scene II
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