The Spyglass Network (SGN)

The Spyglass Network (SGN)

Monday, April 2, 2012

Take Your Time by Brent Landry (from Issue 16)

As I sit gazing at the ghostly arm of the Milky Way reaching across the heavens, I ponder one of life’s greatest mysteries -t hat of human nature. The guests are gone now, along with their disenchanted spirits. I, to say the least, am perplexed. As usual the guests arrived enthusiastically, speaking of how relaxing an evening under the stars can be. They approached the telescope prepared to explore the celestial frontier and thus began the evening.

At first we observed at a relaxed pace, reeling in the romance of the night sky. The guests soon found themselves caught up in the moment and begin asking to see more and more. First this, then that, then something else. Observing quickly took on a furious pace, the telescope rocking on its axis as it swung to and fro and the focuser grew warm. So went the evening, until the guests finally grew weary. Gone was the romance, gone was the enchantment. The guests were somewhat disillusioned, claiming there was little left to see in the night sky. Did this come as a surprise to me? No, it didn‘t. In truth, little really had they observed at all other than a continous spinning of the scope, accompanied by a rapid succession of eyepieces. Indeed, if they would have taken the time to focus their attention as well as the eyepiece, they would have found the fulfillment that they sought

So here I am. Gazing at the stars yet pondering human nature. I ask myself, would one rush to the bottom of a glass of fine wine? Or impatiently await the end of soul stirring music? Would one not rather enjoy with leisure each morsel of fillet mignon. Or bask in the sun at springs first warm breath? Why then would one rush through an evening of observing. In doing so, one misses all the detail that must be paid for with patience. And one loses the awe and curiosity that moves us to strive deeper into astronomy. Without this awe and curiosity, we lose not only interest, but also our sense of adventure. Indeed, without awe and curiosity the scientific spirit would surely die.

Let us then take our time at the eyepiece. We are explorers, and to explore effectively we must do so slowly. In order to further my appreciation for the image being observed, I reflect that the photons I am seeing have traveled light years in order to be collected and funneled into my very soul by the small portal into which I gaze. In fact, were it not for my small telescope waiting patiently to collect those photons, they would be lost. Wasted. Spilled upon the ground like a glass of fine wine, never again to sweeten the visual palate.

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