Leonard Nimoy passed away yesterday. And that hit me hard. I grew up really relating to Spock, his iconic character. Logic could solve problems. Science could solve problems and allow us to explore the universe and everything within it. It was a big influence on me growing up. He seems to be an introvert too, all the more reason to relate to him.
His final plant-biology including Tweet was:
A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory. LLAP
— Leonard Nimoy (@TheRealNimoy) February 23, 2015
Something I hadn’t thought about with plants is just how much they do reflect passage of time, moments that are fleeting, and just how the world moves on even after a bloom senesces. There are perfect moments, or meditative ones when we pause and really notice our surroundings, the plants, smells, sights, sounds, the people we’re with.
I’m writing this with a cat on my lap. I am aware of soreness in my body that’s been bothering me lately. I’ve spent my night writing for my other blog. I feel like I have let Spock down. I haven’t been rigorously applying logic to all my decisions in life. I have tried to pursue science as best I can. I’ve failed the Starfleet motto to. I haven’t boldly gone as yet. to me that implies taking decisions and seeing where they lead. I am getting better at this, but still.
Leonard Nimoy’s passing is making me reflect. How can I build more perfect moments into my life? Even if they’re fleeting, they were there. Nimoy always struck me as a thoughtful and contemplative person, even though I don’t know much about his personal life. I will miss him.