Contemplation (n.) is creating — the mystery of passive creation.
Contemplation (n.) never appears during action and 'does' nothing, though something completely new is done through it — which is why it is so easy to forget.
Contemplation (n.) must be attributed to the heart, the muscles, nerves and cells — a contemplative soul whose entire function is to contract a habit.
Contemplation (n.) is not a discipline at all; like reflection and communication, it is a machine for manufacturing Universals in every field.
Contemplation (n.) is the only way we exist: we do not contemplate ourselves, but we exist only in contemplating — in contracting that from which we come.