Thinking

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We never come to thoughts. They come to us.

Martin Heidegger, “The Thinker as Poet”

The matter of thinking does not lie somewhere before us like a land of truth into which one can advance; it is not a thing that we can discover and uncover. The reality of, and the appropriate manner of access to, the matter of thinking is still dark for us.

Eugen Fink, Heraclitus Seminar

This delightfully still Sunday morning has found me in a pensive mood. I came to the writing desk early, not sure of what I was going to uncover in my reading. I had some specific ideas in mind, but seemingly unrelated thoughts entered my sphere instead and took my mind in directions I did not anticipate. I love these detours and welcome them.

I have written in another context that inspiration is like the wind that blows. We cannot know its origin or direction. We can only adjust our sails to capture it when it arrives. The word “spirit” in Greek literature is pneuma that we like to translate “wind” or “breath.” I find the same to be true in thinking; I have no idea how that originates. Years ago, I laughed when I saw a book by Heidegger titled What is Thinking? Looking at the title, I said to myself, “Are you serious? You cannot define thinking? What is complicated about that? Thinking is . . .” I couldn’t complete the sentence! I could not explain the nature of thinking. From that moment, I’ve been absorbed with this subject so easily taken for granted.

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Completed Experiment

I have decided to cut this blog off rather short and go ahead and post. For nearly two hours now I have grazed from so many pastures, reading from over a half dozen books and taking furious notes. And in the midst of it all, I suddenly “saw” in my mind’s eye what I want to try out next (thank you Henry David Thoreau and your marvelous words from A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers). I am posting a watercolor I completed a couple of days ago, another experiment. Suddenly, I have decided to try yet something else new, and hopefully will get it posted on this blog.

Thanks always for reading . . .

I make art in order to discover.

I journal when I feel alone.

I blog to remind myself I am not alone.

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