guess who's going to have trouble with the 500 word limit on the mid-term paper? um...sorry this is so long. I will shoot for more brevity next time around.
Uncertainty
Physics is like real life. It’s funny that we’re all so stunned that there is something in science that is uncertain. Scientists are used to setting up controlled experiments with a clear outcome. We've all come to expect this. But if we step out of the science experiment, into our messy lives--psychology, emotion, spirit, human relationships, relationships with other living beings--all of it is uncertain. We are all so entangled, and there are so many factors, billions of perspectives to the same event, an infinite number of outcomes...there is always a large degree of uncertainty. If you get into your car to drive to the store to buy a loaf of bread any number of things might happen. You might never come home. You might meet an old friend. You might find a stray puppy. The store might be out of bread...though when we got into our car, the purpose was certain, and the outcome was certain: drive to store, get a loaf of bread. Sometimes we like to live our lives like a science experiment.
We can strongly predict the behavior of that which is not "alive." When that which is not alive behaves unpredictably, we are confused.
In regard to this quantum question, the Uncertainty Principle, it tells us that we can measure only one quantity of a subatomic particle at a time because the behavior of a single particle is so unpredictable. This would suggest to me that perhaps subatomic particles possess consciousness...perhaps they are "alive," operating from some internal will and not following some law of physics as the "dead" matter at the atomic level does.
If the observation of the particle influences the particle’s behavior, and if light is behaving as both particle and wave, depending on what we do with it and what we try to observe, perhaps there is some sort of communication going on here, and transfer of mental energy from one seed of consciousness to another?
The only thing left to do really is scratch our heads and smile in wonder. And perhaps play with these little subatomic particles that like to surprise and elude us like tricksters.
Causality
It seems almost silly, living in the real world, to even begin to think that each effect has just one cause and each “cause” has just one effect. The only place where this very clear cut sequence of actions happens is in a controlled environment. Still even in those controlled environments, there is always a “margin of error”; something that scientists tend to ignore, accept, keep quiet about. What is happening in that margin of error? That question intrigues me...
I love the concept of the Butterfly Effect, made popular by the epynonymous movie of 2004. Some little event can have, and I would bet always does have, multiple effects, rippling outwards, impacting so much more than one might ever suspect. An example:
My friend Lyle had his bike stolen. The direct impact/effect of this is that he now rides a different bike. Cause, effect. But the situation is so much more complicated than this. The impact of his stolen bike ripples out: His friend Anthony had a junky old bike he would give to Lyle. Anthony had to wait for me to drive Lyle over to his house to pick up the new bike. While Lyle was getting the bike Anthony gave him a photocopied book--200 loose pages-- which Lyle set on a parked car as we maneuvered the bike into the back of my truck. The wind kicked up. Two hundred loose pages went fluttering down the middle of the street. The neighbors saw. We dropped the bike and chased the papers down the street. It was exhilarating and a beautiful sight to see. I was laughing and laughing. We recovered all but ten of those pages. Lyle needed that book for school. He did not read those ten missing pages. Perhaps those ten pages would have been life changing for him. Perhaps he failed his test because those were the most important ten pages. Was the cause of him failing his test because he got bike stolen? And what caused the bicycle thief to steal his bike? And on and on...We are all intricately connected in chaos...billions of fluttering pages bumping into each other causing this and that...And by the way, because his bike got stolen now Lyle knows how to fix up an old bike...
Is the Universe weird?
Yes, I think so. I think it is so much stranger than we allow ourselves to admit on a daily basis. I’m not sure we could survive if we paid attention to all the oddities of the Universe. What would happen if the whole world tripped on acid at once? Do we need some collective story about how things work in a predictable fashion in order to survive? It seems so. Most tribal societies had one designated shaman...the one who was allowed to pay attention to the weirdness. Who will find the food, cook the dinner, and build the house if we are all tripping on acid and paying attention to the weirdness?
Thoughts on Synchronicity...
Since I left Washington state five years ago the guiding forces that exist in the world have pushed me to engage more with planet earth, and less with the mystical, meta-cerebral realm in which I have lived most of my life. These days, I often feel like an alien, having come into "civilization" just recently and having missed many of the real world experiences that most other people seem to have had. It's "Welcome to Earth 101." The world used to feel so easy--just the right person, thing, or idea, would pop into my life as if on cue. My dreams were sacred messages from a higher, more enlightened world. "Synchronicity" was a common experience for me. I was being given a great deal of help from some place else, and welcomed it readily, relied upon it heavily.
I moved to California based on a synchronicity. Growing weary of teaching second grade for many years, I put forth the wish to work with wild animals. Within about three weeks I had landed a job in California working directly with gorillas. Shortly after arriving in California I began seeing a shaman (actually a sha-woman) on a regular basis. I was attempting to break through some blockages I felt in my heart of hearts and she showed up to help. During the first visit she looked at me, listened to me, and then pronouced, "We look at three things: your mind, your body, and your heart. Your mind is in good working order, your body is healthy...it is your heart we need to focus on." I left her apartment that day, crossed the street, and noticed a scrap of paper blowing along the sidewalk. I bent down to pick it up. It was folded in half. I opened it. The only thing on this paper were two hand-drawn hearts, mirroring each other. Later the sha-woman explained to me that I was on a vision quest. Many more unbelievable synchronicities occurred during the months that I visited her. Ideas in my head, or stories I was reading would manifest exactly, almost immediately, in the physical world.
Just before this time, I began to get this clear message that my direct connection with the "other" world was about to end. I was being asked to stand on my own two feet, to learn to trust MYSELF, to connect with the earth, the here and now. It was as if someone had been holding me my whole life, and now was pushing me off, up, to stand by myself, like learning to walk. I saw the sha-woman for several months, but still felt as if my life were not manifesting in ways that is "should" be, or could be. There was still the blockage.
It has been four or five years since I was pushed from the arms of what feels to me like the great spirit. I have been walking "on my own" during this time. It has been the most difficult period of my life. I am learning and growing tremendously, but it hasn't been easy. I have learned to use a screw gun, to grow my own food, to fix broken things, to notice how things are built...and I am aware of my own energy more and more and the intricacies of relationships (and the difficulties) are more apparent to me...I have learned to notice when I feel grounded and when I feel ungrounded. Synchronicities seem few and far between these days...they are like some distant memory. So much so, that I had almost forgotten the unbelieveable synchronicities of my time seeing the sha-woman until I read these links assigned to us for class. Maybe it is a coincidence, or maybe a synchronicity...maybe it is time to merge the two worlds. I hope I'm ready.