Featured image: View toward Godrevy Lighthouse on our walk Friday. Mainland Great Britain has 11,000-plus miles of shoreline, a drop in the ocean of what we’ve walked, but joy in almost every step. Time soon to hop across the pond.
Cogitation 19 Saturday 12 May 2018 Time’s up. Time to pack. Time to say goodbye to Cornwall. Time to wonder where the time went.
Time for time
It’s time to cogitate a moment on time, For that I cite a review about a book on time, The Order of Time, by Carlo Rovelli, translated by Erica Segre and Simon Carnell, reviewed by Tim Radford in The Guardian, 5 May.
Radford said, “It is a joy to read. That does not mean that his reasoning is always easy to follow, and when you close the book you still don’t know whether time really exists, or not. But you have a sharper sense of why you don’t know.”
Radford concludes, “As he says in one of those throwaway observations that make The Order of Time a delight: ‘Perhaps poetry is another of science’s deepest roots: the capacity to see beyond the visible.'”
I could say something similar to the book I just finished reading, Tristan Gooley’s How to Read Water (Hodder & Stoughton Ltd., 2016). It’s a delightful, engaging read, mystifying in details at times, then gushing like a geyser, a Eureka moment.
Gooley delights in the interplay of water and its relationship with land, sky, animals and plants. In that comprehensive view of the vital interconnectedness of the world you get a sharper sense of what you don’t know. But, a big but, you’ll not see or think about water the same again.
Just when you want to put the book down, or you’re about to fall asleep, Gooley splashes you with another fascinating fact about everything water. I’ll likely take another dip into the book down the road. It’s all about learning a new language in reading water. I know one person who would eat the book for breakfast–watch out Stanley Kropf, you may find the book in a bottle in Puget Sound.
Tripping through the week
I have a t-shirt, a gift from walkers who joined us a few years ago, with this message: “Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time.”
Carlo Rovelli would say, I think, questions whether time exists as we say it does. He says, “The difference between past and future, between cause and effect, between memory and hope, between regret and intention . . . in the elementary laws that describe the mechanism of the world, there is no such difference.”
Well, we need not take out time now to discuss this matter of time. I am just chuffed to have had these days and weeks and months in Cornwall. So be it. Time to gather up the moments. Cornwall calls us to make time to cogitate, pack up, move on, and remember. ‘Till next time.