“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”
So said William Shakespeare in Romeo and Juliet, and who am I to argue with the Bard? But if I handed you a bouquet and told you it contained skunk cabbage, I’ll bet you wouldn’t risk a sniff, even if you saw roses among the leaves.
How you speak to, and most especially how you speak about, people is extremely important. In June I was robbed and re-discovered how much words can influence how we feel about ourselves.
Inflate a balloon. Stretch a rubber band. As you enlarge the space within the sphere or circle, the boundary between inside and outside also gets larger. The expanding universe does the same, although we can’t see it.
Something similar happens, in a metaphorical sense, when we increase our knowledge. We not only learn things we didn’t know before, we learn of things we didn’t even know existed before. The more answers I get, the more new questions I discover. (Are you feeling a bit frustrated about now?)
An exchange of e-mails with a friend inspired the name of my new blog:
So we all have a circle of knowledge and on the circumference is our exposure to ignorance. And life goes on best if our circles intersect.