Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Across the Universe

Jacob is studying space this week.  He went to “Space Camp” and actually came home from school excited instead of moaning and groaning about how boring it all is.  One of his math assignments revolved around the constellation Orion.  He had to figure out how many light years away each of the stars in the constellation are. With that very exciting opening to a blog, let me tell you why I have been thinking about Orion. When we look South on a winter evening we see “The Hunter.” It is one of the most easily recognized of the constellations. We don’t have to search too hard to find the ancient man with his belt and sword. From our

 vantage point here on earth, it would appear as if all the stars are in the same plane. However, if we were to climb aboard a spaceship and fly towards Betelgueus or Rigel we would quickly find our perspective changing.  The stars that make up what we call Orion are light years apart. From a different vantage point high above the earth, we would never be able to pick out the familiar broad shoulders of the hunter.  We would however, as the Hubble telescope has shown us, have our eyes opened to a universe, beautiful beyond anything we can imagine as we stare into the nighttime winter skies. It is all about vantage points.

 In a similar vein, I have picked up pencil and tablet recently and begun trying to learn some the drawing skills that I gave up so many years ago.  Drawing is more about seeing than it is about moving a pencil on a paper.  If we are going to draw we have to take the time to really see what we are looking at.  One drawing book gives the example of drawing a tree.  When we think of a tree we often already have a fixed symbol in our mind that tells us what a tree looks like.  Often this symbol is one we developed in kindergarten and looks something like this.  In order to                                                                                                                                                           

 draw a more “adult” version of the tree we have to retrain our brain to look at a tree and see a tree as it truly is and not as the symbol that our brain has attached to it.  Our brains are very efficient when it comes to storing information and sometimes we have to override our brains by changing the way we look at things if we want to truly see things as they really are.

So much of life is like constellations and trees.  We have developed “efficient” and “simple” ways of looking at the world.  These models serve us well when we are doing sixth grade math or stamping Christmas trees on gift tags. However, if we want to stretch ourselves further and expand our horizons we need to look beyond.  Albert Einstein turned the Newtonian world of physics on its head by doing a gedankenexperiment or thought experiment.  He asked himself, “What would the world look like if I was riding astride a beam of light.”  From this question he developed what we call the theory of relativity—something I most likely will never grasp- but the point is he “thought outside the box.” Jumping astride a beam of light can be a little daunting at first. Putting pencil to paper and drawing what you actually see can be daunting also. However, the more you do it the less scary it becomes.  S0 now that you are all wondering, “Where on earth is she going with this?”  Simply put, changing the way you look at life can be scary, changing the way you look at life can be exhilarating, changing the way you look at life can lead to new discoveries, changing the way you look at life is not always a bad thing. Like Einstein, sometimes solving a problem requires us to climb aboard a beam of light. Or like Peter, sometimes finding an answer requires us to step out of the boat and walk on water.

    

   

 

13 comments:

Chelsea said...

yay!!! youre back! and as eloquent as ever!

Karen Petitt said...

...and once you find Orion...it's fun to keep looking for it...like a renewed discovery every time...especially from a certain Buttercup Lodge. ;0)

jessica&john.com said...

So Socrates mom:) This totally reminds me of that class at the U, Social Constructionism.
I've been thinking a lot lately about my new identity as a mom. It seems like (for good and bad) most of us look at the same blogs, read the latest book club books, and Tivo the mainstream programs each night. Good Things Utah is on while I type. Geese, talk about pressure for a mom to be fashionable, cook quick yummy meals each night, and have an at home business selling cutesy crafted accessories on the side. Sometimes I wish I was on a island so I could figure out who I am with out so many outside influences. I guess it just all comes down to finding peace. Which I totally feel more than ever holding my little guy.
Anyway... Thanks for giving me something to think about.. And being an example of someone who has led a life that is a little more outside of the box.

ColleenDown said...

Thanks for commenting. I was hoping that somehow we could have a place to dialogue. I don't know if anyone ever checks back after they write but it would be fun to have a place to share a few deeper thoughts than our FaceBook status page allows. I think about your Social Constructionism class a lot too, Jessica. Glad you took that one. We do live in an interesting society where so much of what we do is pre-determined. At Lunch Bunch yesterday, the ladies were making fun of my sock basket (Little do they know that it is now four or five sock baskets). Anyway the conversation then turned to house cleaning and the pressure everyone felt to keep their homes spotless. I didn't realize how deep seated those feelings could be (never having that dilemma myself). I felt their pain though in having to conform to some unrealistic expectation. Who made these rules anyway. We are all so unique and we all have something to offer out there. Don't let the "Good Day Utah" ladies define your life. I am starting to realize that there is no way I will ever accomplish all the things "I" want to do. I have so many interests "I" want to pursue and so many places "I" want to see and so many books "I" want to read etc. I don't have time anymore to sit around worrying about fulfilling some imaginary "Board of Perfect Women's" expectations for my life. Keep listening to your heart, it has an amazing grasp on things like this. And just keep cuddling those babies. Thoughts anyone?

Heather said...

I read this post right after you wrote it, but it took me a while to get back to it. Being inside/outside the box is something I give a lot of thought to. I think about it when I send my son to an alternative school, lean to the left politically (left for Heber anyway) etc. There is always the thought in the back of my head what if "they" are right. Embracing my inner hippie has made me happy, even if it doesn't fit into the Good Things Utah mold. On the other hand, sometimes "they" are right. For me sometimes doing my own thing is freeing and exhilarating, but sometimes conforming and following is the liberating thing to do, and brings me the most happiness.

ColleenDown said...

Thanks for responding, Heather. I have been thinking about what you wrote. I love "seeing" everyone's vantage points right now. The thing I will miss most when I graduate is the discussion groups. I love the dialogue from different people, in different parts of the country, with different backgrounds. I love how everyone is so polite and civil and the answers so well thought out (of course we are getting graded on them). It is so unlike KSL! Anyway, I think one area we need to be careful of is the inside/outside, black/white, wrong/right dichotomy. They are just different places. Just like Drew's school and spider killing--all different perspectives.
Don't you just crave at times being able to talk to one of your friends about your left-leaning views and to be able to have an actual conversation without value judgments. I like the story a BYU art professor told. At the end of the day he was walking around his room where previously a model had been sitting in the center of the classroom. The easels were arranged in a circle around the model. As he looked at each sketch pad he saw a slightly different view of the model. None were wrong, each were drawing what they were seeing, but they all were different and unique because they all had a slightly different "vantage" point. I thought that was a good analogy for how we all view life.
We all know someone in life who has to be different just for the sake of being different, that is always kind of weird (value judgement here). I guess the important thing is like I told Jessica to follow your heart, it is a fairly reliable guide. Besides, hippiness is so fashionable these days. Peace!

Heather said...

My point was not to make a inside/outside right/wrong comparison. I was trying to show how nuanced it is. I think there is as much pressure in this world to show that I am a free thinker, not just a lemming, as there is pressure to conform. Going rogue is very trendy. It's like when I chaff over the chime in the car telling me to put on my seatbelt. While I don't want to appear that I take orders from a car, really the wise thing to do is just put on the stupid belt. But when the CDC tells me to get the minimally tested H1N1 vaccine I say I'll take my chances with the flu rather that have the pharmeceutical lobby tell me what to do. Of course, I may die at the bottom of Deer Creek because I couldn't get my seatbelt off when my car goes over the edge, or the swine flu may take me first, it's probably more likely that neither of these decisions will have bearing on my life. In the meantime I do the best I can with what I know, and sometimes, for better or worse, I share my perspective with others.
I don't think wisdom lies in always following conventional wisdom, nor does lie in always bucking the trend.

As far as hippie being fashionable, it's so true. It seems like just about every way of being unique has been exploited by the masses to some degree. Maybe there is no box to be inside or outside to begin with. There is only perspective. And we all do the best with what perspective we have, and we have to trust sometimes those who tell us that Betalgeus and Rigal are really light years apart until we can see from that perspective for ourselves.

Anyway, this is rather rambling; but I hope it says what I want it to. Life is complex, but I'm confident it will all work out, even I can't work it all out.

Heather said...

Just writing comment this so I can subscribe to comments.

ColleenDown said...

So how do we subscribe to comments. I think there is a lot of things that this blog does that I can't figure out! As for seatbelt chimes--have you ever ridden in the BMW. I am pretty sure that those German cars will fry you through the seat warmer if you don't obey. I know I just Heil Hitler and buckle up when I am I am in that car. And a big thumbs up on the swine flu--even though I have been blowing my nose for two solid weeks. (Obviously, a person who doesn't get mammograms doesn't get flu vaccines but that is TMI and a subject for another day.) I don't think Hippyhood has been totally exploited there are a few of us "originals" who like to think we were born with the gene. If you ever slept on a waterbed with macrame curtains falling asleep to Ringo and the boys, you can keep the title. Peace, Love, Rock and Roll, and I totally get what you are saying.
(And no more talk of Deer Creek--that road freaks me!)

Cheryl said...

Wow, there's some serious thinking and sharing going on out here! I think there was more deep thought expressed in this post and the comments than has ever been expressed on my blog. Hmmm, I'll have to get a little more philosophical in between my flaming chip posts! Seriously, I'm proud to be in a family of thinking women. As most of you know, I think a lot and I try to constantly be learning new things. When I think of all that mankind has learned over the years, such as the progress that's been made about what we know about the universe, I love that people not only reached beyond and thought "outside the box," but that they did it by standing on the shoulders of those who had gone before. They took the truths they already knew and expounded upon them. They didn't have to constantly start from scratch. I hope I'm able to learn from those people then learn a little more.

Heather, I loved what you had to say. I won't repeat what you've said because it correlates so well with my thoughts.

I will add that I concur with the idea of there being lots of different perspectives and different right ways to look at things. I have two children who don't know what a box is, let alone how to live in one. They've taught me a lot. However, I hope I've taught them a lot as well about how to use their awesome powers to make good choices that create good things, build up others, and benefit society. I guess we'll see when they go forth and conquer someday.

I'll look forward to the next pensive blog. (Oh, and did I mention that I don't dress like the women on Good Things Utah, I don't have a home-based crafting business, and I do make homemade meals for my family. Just in case there is a blog reader out there who doesn't know me but needs a little background.)

Finally, Heather, we all need to know how to subscribe to comments. Maybe you need to teach me a new thing! Actually, I think I just found the checkbox right below the comment box. I hope someone will make a follow-up comment so I can see if I did it right.

Heather said...

I read an article in a student journal at BYU about Adam and Eve. Adam was the faithful one, the unquestionably obedient one. Eve on the other hand, had questions. By partaking of the fruit she was, you might say, thinking outside the box. The point of the article is that we need both kinds of people in life. We need complementary opposites. Male/female, faith/pursuit of knowledge, yin/yang if you will. In our family, Dave is Adam and I am the Eve and I like to think our family is better for it (not even close to perfect, but better).

I also think of my neighbor across the street. Even though we are good friends we are not very similar: Her house is clean as often as mine is messy. She always has wholesome meals prepared. Her kids rarely come over with ketchup or snot dried on their face. For my kids, snot and ketchup are a fixture. But she is by no means shallow. This woman can serve like no one I know. I have lost count of how many times she has shown up with dinner or cookies when I was totally overwhelmed, called at just the right moment to have my kids come play, or lent a sympathetic ear.In this way she kind of fits into the Perfect Women Board's ideal. She has, however, expressed to me that she wished that she could write better, or said she should read more, though she doesn't really enjoy it. It sounds like her Board of Perfect Women have demands too.

Even at our most perfect I don't think the two of us will be the same. We will probably still have our individual talents and personalities. But I hope we will still be good friends.

(I've kind of lost track with were I was going with this...bear with me.)

I think I'm trying to build upon Aunt Cheryl's comment that we stand on one another's shoulders. Instead of looking at our fellow sisters in life as the Board of Perfect Women we should embrace each other's strengths, perspectives, appreciate even the things about them that we think don't pertain to us or work for our personal situation. That's hard to do in a "if I'm right she must be wrong world."

Anyway...I hope that came together and made sense. It may have been off the topic of the original post, but that's where my thoughts have gone.

PS. To subscribe to comments click on the box that says "email comments to me" before you click publish. Or you can go to your settings and have them always emailed to you.

Heather said...

I also forgot to add that I have never done any of those hippie thing, so I guess I'm only a faux hippie. I think Crocs are the new Birkenstocks though.

ColleenDown said...

I leave for the day and the comment box fills up! Glad to see you here Cheryl, maybe we are still just all contemplating the deeper meaning of flaming chips. So, we seem to be summing up our feelings in the words of an old transactional analysis hippie, "I'm o.k., your o.k."
And Cheryl don't try to deny the home-based businesses (bread, cakes, soap) Hell, you run a whole home-based factory. (Threw that in just in case Bruce is lurking). Writing, baking, reading, pondering, teaching, dancing, quilting, decorating who has time to wipe the catsup off their kids faces. Well Donny is about to dance--and I have a blog brewing about it.
P.S. Heather you are not a Faux hippie you are a Nouveau Hippie!