The benefits from those who’ve travelled many trails.
**Always aware of the world’s goings-ons….
**When you notice, there’s something you noticed worth noticing.
**I call them psychic vampires. The anti-virus is honesty and wonder.
*****This paragraph was written a day or so after posting the article: perhaps for later readers. A koala bear, fish, or katydid lives knowing what it knows and no more. We live knowing what we know and come to understand.
I thought to attempt sharing a perspective, perhaps readers seeing through our eyes so to speak, which is through their own eyes. In one area, I understand, but in the second, I have very limited experience and knowledge. But what I’m attempting to do is “frame” a principle that works in one area, also in others. And through experience, I have found the principle holds true, and with patience and time, by following, we might get a glimpse of the latter, perhaps appreciating and looking forward to listening and reading from time to time.
**I’ve written on the concept of fractals, learning from others, then sharing the idea of what we see repeated in a variety of ways. Even in cloud formations, water movements, and the very air we breathe. I’ve thought of thoughts as a kind of fractal.
It goes something like this. While growing up, I was learning how to count, and with time, could tell time, then learned adding, subtracting, the multiplication tables and more. Each step led to the next, and along the way, I understood a little bit more. Word problems could be solved. Then onto trigonometry. And with that trail, practical experiences, readings, and ponderings. Everything working together.
What have we learned? That no matter how far one learns, there is always more. In fact, we discover the more we do learn and understand, the more we realize we’re barely at the beginning. We might even get to the realization that we really don’t know anything: a tiny bit at most. And to me, this is wonderful. Why? Because it is. To look at a sunset and smile. To see leaves falling, responding to gravity, yet the leaves all have their own passage to the grass. And though I might “think” I know a lot, that’s just in my brain, the world, universe, and ideas telling me otherwise.
Let’s use a tiny example. Along the way, we learn about animals. Then we learn about species and what differentiates. Then, we learn about cellular structures, blood types, and different abilities and life skills. With time and tide, we learn about DNA, the mitochondria, and more, genes, proteins, acids, and a language within…and more. We might even realize there is a “foundation” throughout living organisms, and a little change here and there creates something new. We learn about replication, mutations, and more. The process continues on and on. The more we learn, the more we discover, often discovering what we don’t yet understand, and the more questions arise. Like why proteins behave in certain ways?
This article is somewhat tied to the previous. Mr. Albert Einstein, as I continue reading some of his papers and discussions, I find thoughtful at times, but certainly not fully comprehending all of the facts. I don’t know if anyone could. The papers I’m looking at have more to do with wars, human behavior, science and politics, the struggles of the Jewish people, and wonders in the universe. And this is, I believe, a very good realization: that he’s like you and me: in a sense, also having worked very diligently. He’s human. In physics, he found something he could not turn away from, books were written about him, and people refer to him in movies and such. But that’s not how he saw himself.
Einstein shared himself that much of his work was built upon those who came before. That, as I see it, is a profound statement. He also shared that what he “learned and discovered” is just a drop in the ocean of wonders. Something he wrote I greatly appreciate. It was something akin to wonder. I believe, every step of the way, he wondered, often amazed, and sometimes felt like a kid in the largest toy store ever built. What I mean is, he enjoyed learning, but was honestly looking to better understand what he was studying, and the more he learned, the more complex things became, but also lights of comprehension came through, and all this was dazzling to him. As it should be. He also said something along the lines of when some people lose this wonder, this pondering, it’s like a death or something. I think I agree. For I still, when looking up at the stars or moon, find myself pondering.
Time and tide. But I hope many remember that Einstein himself was aware of his extreme limitations, apprecicating the little he learned compared to all that might be understood. And perhaps, that realiztion is better.
But there’s something else. I don’t want anyone getting the wrong message for lack of better words. Some might remember a passage in the previous article. Something along the line of taking one topic, one idea, and able to go on for hours. Yet, it’s not intellectual. It’s not book learning, although from books we might gain and use with what we see. Like the concept of crossing Utah. It’s just so big. And from that, I don’t think I could share all the branches of thoughts that came from that one. And it’s never-ending interesting. The wonder, the ponder, the observations, ever going and perhaps ever growing. But for me, honestly.
I think, if I had it my own way so to speak, I would never have wanted to work for money or anything else. Grow vegetable gardens, hunt for food, design cabins, travel the open country: on foot, fish, and so forth, always looking up at the sky, watching the hawks and hummingbirds. Currently, we’re making a couple stepping stones with forest kind-of backgrounds, a hummingbird among the flowers. The parrot eating an acorn on another. The Apollo 11 landing on the moon. Perhaps, we’ll paint something on music. Hmm… I just thought about that last one.
Time and tide.
**Taking the time to notice, wonder, ponder, but not intellectual. Appreciation happens on its own.
**The other day, while writing, I turned the game on mute. Then, after writing, continue watching without sound. And I noticed someting. I had a better understanding of the game without all the commentary. All the noise, comments, back stories, replays, and retells are distractions. *How we become distracted by so many thoughts and ideas that have little or nothing to do with noticing and wondering: seeing and understanding. Yet, if we do take the time, patiently observing, what we might appreciate.