Long-term observation puts me in a long-forgotten frame of mind. When was the last time I had observed anything? When I was little, in the meadow. I mean observation as a spiritual state.
True observation, as I have vaguely described it above, is a state of mind. Or it might be better defined as a manner of existence—one that is persevering, shall we say passive, silent, contemplative. Waiting? No, not waiting, waiting for what? An observer does not experience the passage of time, he isn’t a farmer impatient for his seeds to germinate. A true observer has no interest in the outcome of his observation, he isn’t a cat observing the behavior of a mouse.
- Ludvik Vaculik
