Shadow is diminution of light.
Darkness is absence of light.
Shadow is divided into two kinds, of which the first is called
primary shadow, the second is derived shadow. The primary shadow is
always the basis of the derived shadow.
The edges of the derived shadow are straight lines.
- P 159 of the Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci
I frequently find that reading things scientific, when taken out of context, can be rather intriguing as a trigger or an opportunity for meditation and philosophical dissection. Particularly with what I do best in the spheres of navelgazing and metaselfanalysis.
Most recently I’ve acquired a profesional coach.
I know that sounds ridiculoulsy Dilbert-esque. More often than not I’m too snarky for things remotely corporate … and the notion of moi: with a “I will not love you long time” tank top and flip flops worn to work can have profesional coach seems ridiculous. Ludicrous in fact. But it’s true. Coach does not sit by my desk with a microphone shouting in my ear “Type! Type like the WIND!”. Nah, she instead helps me understand things in my life, what I’m doing with it, how certain ingrained behaviors or beliefs carry me forward and which of these experieinces or behaviors might limit me in my life both professionally and personally. It’s been surprisingly illuminary, I must say.
Leonardo reminds me, at this moment, to identify areas on my life as shadow and the lines defining those boundaries. What then is the source of light? How is it refracted and where is my response. Is there really that much shadow? Are those lines really that straight?
What is my light?
What if I am the light?
What if I’m not the light?
I’m way too sober to be thinking like this.
