Photo: Somewhere in SouthWest Texas. I’ll be writing about this place soon. 🙂
I love this quote. Of course, I love talking about “Heartbeats” and about “Nature.” Our Heartbeats might be our internal representation of our Universal Clock. They keep us in tune with the Magic of Life.
They should never be wasted.
“There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you’d better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you’ll never understand what it’s saying.” ― Sarah Dessen
An amazing insight from Ms. Dessen. Ponder that one for a bit and comment if it resonates with you.
Well, with yesterday’s post, I hit the 300 mark. That’s really not a true milestone because I’ve already passed it by over a hundred posts that I’ve already taken down, but I kind of like the sound of it. It’s a nice even number, and the odd number 3, the sum of those digits, represents creativity, birth and the mystical. And WP certainly provides us all a great forum to express that magical creativity. Creating images with words. Pouring feelings on to the pages.
Now I mention this because I’d like to take a moment to thank the blogging community here on WP. I’ve been absent for most of this past summer, yet you guys still stuck around, came back to read my latest posts.
And I’m grateful for that.
When you read one of my posts, you are spending your time, your Heartbeats, your most valuable possession, to share thoughts with me.
That is a tremendous gift!
At the moment, I am working on the next chapter of Ongtupqa, and I hope to post it soon. In the mean time, I’ve gone back and updated a couple of my posts by adding video clips.
I added one about the Chiricahua Mountains to the post “The Miracle Half Mile.” And I added one to Returning to the Spirits: Ongtupqa – The Mu*, showing a little more about our River rafting experience.
If you have a few Heartbeats to spare scroll down to the bottom of those posts and you’ll find the links. I think you’ll enjoy the beauty in those clips.
You can match your Nature with Nature.
Yesterday’s post, which briefly touched on the symbolism of the Tower of Babylon, got me to thinking more about how humans seem to like to convey human attributes onto the Gods they believe govern their existence in the physical plain and the afterlife. (This statement, of course, presumes there is both a limited physical and eternal Spiritual existence for us.) And, this train of thought led me down the path of pondering just what are emotions, what are thoughts, and what is consciousness???
Three questions get three question marks. 😊
To add to this thought-wave pulsing through my brain, I remembered a response I received to a post I made on another social media platform recently. The post was this well-known quote:
“Holding onto anger is like taking poison and expecting the other person to die.” – Author Unknown
The response I received was something along this line. Anger is an emotion given to us by God, and therefore, it is supposed to be experienced and is not detrimental. That’s my summation of the response anyway, and I may have actually given it more meaning than what the author intended, but that’s the way my brain interpreted it. I can happily extrapolate further if you like by placing it in the context of current world events.
Ok, maybe not. 😊
Now, I’ve heard many other claims of things or feelings or “rights” that are supposedly “God-given,” such as for possessing guns, but this comment on anger was a new spin for me.
BTW, I really don’t think an omnipotent being thought up the idea of a right to gun ownership that then spontaneously worked its way into the American Constitution. That type of “law” is man-made, as is the weapon itself. But I digress . . .
What this is all about, of course, is anthropomorphism.
We are bestowing human characteristics upon other members of the animal kingdom or upon Gods or even upon other objects – animate or inanimate. As a literary device, anthropomorphism may make sense because we usually need some descriptive or comparative form in order to carry on a conversion about some things – to visualize them. It’s also fun.
But utilizing projections and metaphors and analogies is not necessarily the same, nor could it be, as capturing a clear, unfiltered, objective, tangible observation of something in space-time reality. I mean really, why would an all-powerful being be a slave to human infirmities, passions, and prejudices?
I guess that makes four questions. 😊
Now those of us who are not science-deniers, and who have even marginally read about the magnificent machine the human body is, know that a great deal, if not all, of the functions of the body are chemical-electrical in Nature. If you prefer big words, these functions are neuroanatomical, neurochemical, neuralhormonal, and neurophysiological.
There is no dispute that messages in the brain are tossed about by electrically charged neurons, and as these messages jump from gap to gap between neurons an electromagnetic filed is created around those neurons holding the same information that is being transmitted. This has been confirmed by electroencephalograms (EEGs) and magnetoencephalography (MEG) and has served as the basis for the theory of “CEMI” – the Conscious Electromagnetic Information Field.
Neuroscientists argue over what this exactly means in terms of consciousness. And I got to tell you that reading through the scientific journals and news reports, this is some pretty tough shit to conceptualize. But I’ll try to summarize this in a way we can understand it.
Traditionally, philosophers have argued that there is a mind-body dualism. This philosophy is a step beyond materialism as it implies consciousness is occurring beyond the physical realm. Free will is supposed to fit in here somewhere, although there are still debates as whether the mind and spirit are different, or the same, or if the entire “mind” concept should be discarded as being superfluous to a body-spirit duality.
Classic scientists advocate their own monotheism that consciousness is generated by the physical brain itself and its network of billions of neurons. This is not to say automatically that they disbelieve in the Spirit, but rather that consciousness is distinguished from Spirit.
But the neurobiological dualistic theory being advanced most recently is that we have physical matter, our brain, and electromagnetic fields (EMFs) that compose our consciousness. In other words, the difference in the dualistic theories of the philosophers and the neurobiologists is the distinction between matter and spirit versus matter and energy.
Physically speaking, our brains have some “5 million organically-formed magnetite crystals per gram;” each with a north and south pole, “serving as in/out information channels, the basis for awareness,” forming a complex network to broadcast information at “a fraction of the speed of light, unifying conscious experience.” Whereas the monistic physical model argues integrated information is physical, the dualistic model argues:
“ . . . that nearly all examples of so-called ‘integrated information’, including neuronal information processing and conventional computing, are only temporally integrated in the sense that outputs are correlated with multiple inputs: the information integration is implemented in time, rather than space, and thereby cannot correspond to physically integrated information. . . .
. . .only energy fields are capable of integrating information in space.”
Ok then, if we can wrap our heads around this so-called measurable scientific standard, we not only have to contend with the concept of consciousness not being integrated in physical structures or physical space, but also with the concepts of sentience, awareness and emotion. All of which can be considered part and parcel of consciousness.
Maybe we just have too many words here trying to describe the same thing. One could simply argue that the EMFs created in, or associated with, our brain are the equivalent of what many refer to as the Spirit.
Energy fields, like Spirits, flow through space and are not bound to physical structures or to time.
Now, sentience is defined as “the capacity to feel, perceive, or experience subjectively” and is distinguished from thought. Awareness is having “knowledge and understanding that something is happening or exists.” And, emotion is defined as “a conscious mental reaction (such as anger or fear) subjectively experienced as a strong feeling usually directed toward a specific object and typically accompanied by physiological and behavioral changes in the body.”
If the existence of EMFs equals consciousness, and consciousness embodies thoughts, sentience, awareness and emotion, then Mother Earth, with its magnetic field, is indeed a sentient living entity. As are rocks, plants, and all other forms of life on the planet for that matter. Maybe we just haven’t learned how to fully measure consciousness in other entities or bridged the communication gap.
Ponder that for a bit . . .
That’s why I personally find Naturalistically-oriented Spiritual beliefs, such as the ones that First Nations Peoples have adopted, to make so much sense. Everything is part and parcel of the Source. “All My Relations” are alive and deserve my recognition and respect.
If we accept that energy fields compose our consciousness, and then add a bit of deductive reasoning, this may very well answer other questions for us and give us a scientific basis for understanding such things as extrasensory perception, telepathic communication, and even how artificial intelligence can transfer to sentience.
Think of the future of robots.
And we should also think of the consequences and effects on our own consciousness that creations of ours that emit EMFs may have. They could be enhancing or very, very destructive.
So, perhaps this is a scientific quantification of Spirit of sorts. Science and Religion have always been compatible, so I’m unsure why some try to differentiate them.
But, getting back to “anger” for a second. I still believe this powerful emotion is detrimental to us both physically and mentally. And if you wish to believe it is God-given, then perhaps the Source gives us this emotion as a challenge to discipline our brains and for controlling our thoughts. After all, traditional dogma tells us that the Source challenges us in many ways to develop and live a spiritual existence free from judgment and the inferior human emotions.
And no matter how much some people might wish their God was as racist and bigoted and judgmental as they are, I don’t think Gods work that way. 😊
Photo: This is an actual image of my brain from an MRI I had. I darkened it a bit so you could see the contrast better of my blood vessels being lit up by the contrast die. Not to many abnormalities present – LOL! I used this image in a bit of prose of mine titled “Neural Roadmaps Revisited.”
Interesting enough, my very first on my blog was titled, “Consciousness.”
Disclaimer: I do not profess to be an expert in such matters as neurobiology, or theology for that matter. I am, however, reasonably educated and enjoy pondering complex questions about the nature of our existence. :-0 I am also open to any other insights or perspectives anyone else may have.
Remember also: the first law of thermodynamics, energy is neither created or destroyed, it merely changes form – thus, it’s eternal in Nature.
Past Blog Posts of Mine on Brain Stuff:
Sources and Further Readings:
Last year I began a tradition. A tradition of repeating words. Words that I had written two years ago to describe the day and the season we were entering into.
While Winter is not officially upon us yet, the days of Autumn are winding down. Grandfather Sun is moving South. And the atmosphere is shifting into Gray.
I wrote about this “Gray.” It’s “color.” It’s feel. It’s taste. It’s sounds. It’s moods. And eventually, it’s brightness and it’s “Inner Fire.”
So as we enter this season of hibernation before the awakening and birth of new life in Spring, I share these words again. 🙂
I hope you will enjoy them.Continue reading “Gray Days” . . . Revisited
There’s a lot to be said for living on the road.
Breaking free from all of those forces we allow to hold us down. Those voices that tell us that we can’t fly.
To live in the moment. See, hear, feel, smell, and even taste those expansive vistas that take us to other worlds. That show us there is so much more to life than just a material existence.
And while we are breathing in such vastness in the physical and metaphysical worlds, there is also a lot of time for introspection. Visiting that inner, mental world. Of equal breadth. Time for looking deep within, into our brilliance and our shadows and . . . judging.
. . . pause or gap in a sequence, series, or process, pause, break, interval, interruption, suspension, intermission, interlude, gap, lacuna, lull, respite, breathing space, time out, recess . . .
By Harold Stearley at https://earthwalkingworld.wordpress.com
I don’t remember where I heard this expression. Or perhaps I never did. It may have sprung into the recesses of my mind. From a dream. A whisper from the wind. An echo from the stars. But I use it sparingly. With depth of heart. For it holds several meanings to me.
“You’re always welcome at my campfire.”
I’ve been writing about that urge to roam. To travel freely. Unencumbered. To experience the world through the lens of constant motion.
My first post in this series introduced the terms “Dromomania” and “Drapetomania,” which placed this desire squarely in the medical model for disease. The word “disease” itself has been defined as: “a condition of the living animal or plant body, or of one of its parts, that impairs normal functioning and is typically manifested by distinguishing signs and symptoms” that is “not simply a direct result of physical injury.” A disease has also been said to be “a particular quality, habit, or disposition regarded as adversely affecting a person or group of people.”*
And there are four main types of disease: infectious, deficiency, hereditary, and physiological diseases. Diseases can be communicable or non-communicable, and when we have absolutely no idea what causes one, we call it “idiopathic.”
And let’s not forget mental or psychogenic diseases.
In fact, the suffix “mania,” in dromomania and drapetomania, arguably places the old terminology squarely in that category of mental illness.
So, is the compulsion to flee, to explore, to wander the world, a mental disorder? And what are those so-afflicted fleeing from?
Picking up where I left off yesterday . . .
We’ve all heard the stories of Cortez conquering the Aztecs and Pizzaro conquering the Incas, but we often only hear the stories of those who are regarded as conquerors. The victors. Even if their acts were entirely atrocious and inhumane.
History is distorted that way.
Storms don’t exactly sneak up on you in the Midwest. Unless you’re sleeping.
They hem and haw. Fronts drift in. Stagnate. Advance. Stall. Pick up again. Sort of unfold in slow-mo.
Certainly not like the Thunder Boomers out West.
Although we do get that occasional freight train. Those tornadic, counter-clockwise winds that sweep in so fast no one can prepare. In fact, if you witness them, it is sort of hypnotizing. Like a snake hypnotizes its prey.
For the average storm here, the wind picks up, the temperature drops, and sometimes, you can see that clearly demarcated line of clouds advancing. That gray-blue, dark-clouded front-line meeting clear, blue sky, perhaps with its wisps of white cirrus clouds. But it’s when the temperature drops that you really know it’s about to hit.
Along with that unmistakable fragrance that suddenly permeates the atmosphere.
I read a post a couple of days ago stating that the difference between humans and other animals was the ability of humans to tell stories. And that this ability is what has led to discoveries, inventions (good and bad), art, poetry, war, etc.
Of course, I believe other species have their own way of telling stories. 🙂
Stories have been said to create a special niche where we love to reside. Fictional worlds that fill our minds, the majority of the time for some of us, with a central plot-line of underlying “conflict.” There are generally dark forces to overcome, battles to be won or lost, struggles that define the protagonists, to whom we relate ourselves.
It is us that mirrors back as being the heroine or hero. Whether defeated or exalted.