Diffusion

According to dictionary.com, one of the many definitions of the word diffuse is: widely spread or scattered; dispersed. This suits this blog for now though it is definitley not a complete definition.

In class last night we learned about diffusion within cells. We drew at least four different diagrams about the way this happens. Water makes it's way into a cell by diffusion, osmosis. Basically, where there is little, water will eventually keep creeping into the cell to even it out. And this doesn't just apply to water but also solubles such as salt. But that's not osmosis. It's just diffusion.

We drew a diagram of cells and how the water found it's way in, pushing through cellular walls and the like. And we also drew a picture of a single celled organism (a protozoan called a Paramicium) that lives in pond water. This single celled organism could be taken over by water by means of diffusion if it weren't for the adaptation it formed to basically spit out the water when it gets overloaded via a cavity on it's itty bitty teeny weany little "body".

Now I pose a question. If this teen tiny little single cell organism has learned to adapt to diffusion why haven't we? We're smarter than it but we have yet to master the art of not allowing certain things to take us over. Things such as worry and fear. In many ways worry and fear enter our lives by way of diffusion.

Our minds can be clear, no worries, no real concerns... we may be wandering around doing our jobs, living our lives, loving our loved ones and suddenly we're taken into a world of "eek!". Is this nothing less than diffusion? The outside world sends us all sorts of messages, all sorts of ideas that are often contrary to what we should be concerned with. And then our own insecurities and personal fears of feeling pain creep in and before you know it, you've got worry. What others are trying to do, what others have done and how these things affect us. Certainly we can't deny that others do affect us but how about when we jump the gun and assume or worry about the outcome? Is there any point? Shouldn't we just keep going about our business and as long as we're not dishonest or trying to obtain something by hidden motive, what is there to fear? The truth always finds it's way to the surface one way or another. If someone is doing us wrong, we'll find out and then we can make the decisions that need to be made. But, until something happens why worry? Do we really believe somehow we will be destroyed? I am not saying we should never be cautious and that we should throw all caution to the wind but I am saying why panic? Why snoop? Why try to figure out what anyone else is doing so we can avoid being hurt? If they are already hurting you or you truly suspect they are, ask. Or look at what they have told you in the past. And when the time comes that you find you are being wronged... spit them out like the paramecium spits out the excess water. Spit the problem out, learn from it, and move on.