Archive for the ‘Creativity’ Category

SEATTLE and the FACING ALI PREMIERE: TONIGHT!

Friday, May 29th, 2009

Well, my friends, today’s the day. FACING ALI is having its first ever public screening at the Seattle International Film Festival tonight, 7:00 (and tomorrow at the Egyptian Theatre). I’m driving down there, leaving in a few minutes, down the 99 to the I-5. Here’s to hoping the border’s clear, people come, and they have a great experience!

And may it look good…

Ali (don’t) bomaye!

Ali (don’t) kill him! We’re all in this together, after all. Here’s to joy.

Lots of love to you—armed with yoga, stand and fight!

Pete

Learning (How to Live) From The Natural World

Sunday, May 10th, 2009

My religion [and science] consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.
—Albert Einstein

Feeble, perhaps, but what incredible details! And what can they teach us about the sustainable process of being? Consider the intelligence of systems within systems within systems, with a sustainability that we lovely humans can only weep at (yet we can, with ‘conversation’, learn from).

So after a little blog about the beauty of organic farming, this is a really beautiful TED video about biomimicry as a means to understand how to live, how “to redesign the human made world…” It comes from the very wonderful Janine Benyus on a TED talk.

Many great lines from Janine Benyus, about bio-mimicry, and sustainability:

“Learning about the natural world is one thing. Learning from the natural world. That’s the switch. That’s the profound switch. What they realized was that the answers to their questions were everywhere. They just need to change the lenses with which they saw the world.”

Beautiful. What a concept, what a context.

The Taoists have been doing this for centuries with every kind of kung fu; studying the crane, the tiger etc. The Vedas know this: to understand how something works, one must meditate upon it, the yogis have said. Absorption in another object, breaking the barriers between the seer and the seen is a type of samadhi, and allows true understanding.

Janine Benyus speaks of the need to have conversation with…

“…the genius of the natural world.”

“Solutions solved in context: the earth…How does life make things? How does life make the most of things?”

The difference between human-made devices and the massive amount of waste produced compared to the sustainability of natural things is stunning and humbling, and presently, dangerous for the species, it turns out.

“Life adds information to matter…”

“How does life make things disappear into systems…there aren’t things in the natural world divorced from their systems.”

Check this wonderful talk out, and delight in the intelligence with which we are surrounded and imbibed. So hopeful.

For all the inventions and advancements that have arisen from the use of fossil fuels, with the all-night lights and the oil-carried foods we have somehow lost the rhythms of nature, the seasons, the meaning of cycles; of listening, of seeing the genius going on around us, constantly, inconceivably—yes, even greater than our own genius, blackberrys and rocket ships notwithstanding. We’ve lost the conversation. Life, in Her infinite intelligence, is forcing us big-brained beings to re-examine the equation, and our place in it.

Although we have lost the language, Nature is asking us to change our relationship with Her from invasion to conversation. What a lovely invitation. RSVP required. BYOB (Bring Your Own Beauty).

Remember how amazing you are, and it all is,

Lots of love to you,

Pete

QUANTUM ENIGMA would be NO ENIGMA to GREAT MYSTICS—Just Part of the Cosmic Dance of Consciousness

Thursday, February 26th, 2009

I finished reading Quantum Enigma: Physics Encounters Consciousness, by Bruce Rosenblum and Fred Kuttner. They did a great job, I think, admirably doing what they set out to do. The book is inspired, informative, courageous, and accessible to the lay person (moi). Their punch is measured but not pulled, and I appreciate their dilemma, let alone the enigma.

I know I’m seeing Quantum Theory through my own lens, but I can’t tell you how much it resonates with Eastern thought (Vedic—Hindu Metaphysics—in particular, with flashes of Buddhist mind (manas) stuff as well).

A few final (of many) great moments. From page 155:

Quantum mechanics forces us to accept that the Mechanistic Newtonian view of the world [and thus could you not throw in the genius of Darwin's view, also?]—and the intuitions fostered by it—are fundamentally flawed

[I]t is also fascinating to explore what Nature seems to be telling us.

As [Physicist] John Bell [of Bell's Theorem] says:

Is it not good to know what follows from what, even if it is not necessarily FAPP ["for all practical purposes"]?

By FAPP, they mean scientists being able to do quantum physics while ignoring the virtually undeniable confrontation of Quantum Theory and consciousness.

Bell goes on:

Suppose for example that quantum mechanics were found to resist precise formulation. Suppose that when formulation beyond FAPP is attempted, we find an unmovable finger obstinately pointing outside the subject, to the mind of the observer, to the Hindu scriptures, to God, or even only Gravitation [some paths in the Vedas would say Gravitation has consciousness, has beingness]? Would that not be very, very interesting?

Scientists with the courage to say such things are so inspiring.

And this monster from Niels Bohr:

[T]he apparent contrast between the continuous onward flow of associative thinking and the preservation of the unity of the personality exhibits a suggestive analogy with the relation between the wave description of the motions of material particles, governed by the superposition principle [let's say in infinite places at the same time], and their indestructible individuality.

It is as if, with observation, we ‘collapse’ to individuality. Before that, we are infinite possibilities. And in fact, even as individuals we are infinite possibilities (don’t get me wrong, I have no idea what this means, either).

The Bengali 15th century Vaishnava mystic Caitanya (Shay-tanya) said this: “We are inconceivably, simultaneously, one [with everything, the Supreme] and different [distinctly individual].”

Rosenblum and Kuttner repeat over and over and unabashedly that (pg 201):

“…if you take quantum theory seriously beyond practical purposes, it has baffling implications. It tells us that physics’ encounter with consciousness, demonstrated for the small, applies to everything. And that “everything’ can include the entire universe.

Copernicus dethroned humanity from the cosmic center. Does quantum theory suggest that, in some mysterious sense, we are a cosmic center?”

They finish the book with, in my opinion, just the right, beautiful emotion (at least for me!).

Most physicists will dismiss the creation of reality by observation as having no significance beyond the limited domain of the physics of microscopic entities. Others will argue that nature is telling us something, and we should listen.

Our own feelings accord with Schrodinger’s:

“The urge to find a way out of this impasse ought not to be dampened by the fear of incurring the wise rationalist’s mockery.”

Man, I love that. I’ll keep that in my heart, Dr Dawkins—whose greatness is not denied.

When experts disagree, you may choose your expert. Since the quantum enigma arises in the simplest quantum experiment, its essence can be fully comprehended with little technical background. Nonexperts can therefore come to their own conclusions. We hope yours, like ours, are tentative.

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

—Shakespeare, Hamlet

I loved this stuff, this book—and their honesty and intellectual courage. And I love to be in awe—as the “real” world spins crazily into a black hole bail-out—at the wonder and mystery of it all, love, consciousness, me, you, us.

Time for dream sleep. Lots of love,

Pete xox

Teaching Tips For Little Minds and Big Minds: Noam Chomsky on Education

Wednesday, February 25th, 2009

BIG MINDS

I was glad when I read science may have finally found some evidence that old brains still have some plasticity left in them—which presently includes my brain. Hopefully there is some ability to expand on some level with age beyond the confines of a four lane highway and a Winnebago. After all, the gas mileage is an environmental disaster

Either way, even without science’s stamp of approval, the brain will do what it does—which is even beyond inconceivable (if you think about it).

LITTLE MINDS

As for little minds, literally countless friends of mine are popping out these wonderful six-to-ten pound beings lately, and I have found the discussion of education—how to educate a child—an ongoing topic rife with unknowing: public school, private school, home school, alternative school. This, of course, is a privilege, seeing as millions of children don’t go to school at all.

I like what legendary linguist Noam Chomsky said about learning in this 1987 interview in Language and Politics (pg 502). He first qualifies his answer by saying he is not an expert in the field of education:

My own feeling, for what it is worth, is that at any level, from the nursery to graduate school, teaching is largely a matter of encouraging natural development. The best “method” of teaching is to make it clear that the subject is worth learning, and to allow the child’s—or adult’s—natural curiosity and interest in truth and understanding to mature and develop. That is about 90% of the problem, if not more.

That’s profound to me, in that, I’ve seen children unwilling to do their schoolwork because they don’t have any idea of how it benefits them, or the value of what they’re learning. What’s fascinating is how difficult it also is for adults to find and offer a compelling argument (outside of duty and fear) as to why the subject should be worked at.

I think a few things might be usefully considered.

TEACHING TIPS: BIG MINDS AND LITTLE MINDS TOGETHER

1) Is the parent or adult sufficiently involved in the child’s learning?

2) Does the parent or adult find the subject (or even the child) remotely interesting?

3) If so, why?

4) If not, well, what do you expect?—unless the child is driven by grades, adult praise, the future and/or their stock portfolio.

5) Can the adult or parent find a way to inspire the child (or anybody else) with a truthful, inspirational, ongoing conversation about the richness/value of the subject and other subjects?

6) If not, and you really tried, and the subject is a waste of time, well, at least you’ll have a touch more compassion for the lazy little bastard.

7) Has the parent or adult even considered or explored the child’s natural learning tendencies?

8) If not, well, what do we expect? We have to open our eyes to both the greatness and the limitations of anyone we’re truly interested in. If we don’t, maybe we need the courage to admit we’re not really interested in that person (which would account, if we were honest, for a great deal of the frustration).

9) Finally, if after being truly worked at, none of the above help, maybe you have a deadbeat child.

10) It looks like military school for little Eddie.

9) and 10) were just sort of for fun. Anyway, being childless, I say it all with humility. I haven’t got a clue. But learning is such a great thing.

Lots of love to you,

Pete

RICHARD DAWKINS on the queerness, as it were, of the Universe

Friday, October 31st, 2008

I joke, because Taoists and Tantrics (and the Vedantists, in some paths) sometimes suggest the Universe unfolded and unfolds from the eternal embrace of yin and yang, Shiva and Shakti, the male and female principle in ongoing sexual embrace.

Two quotes, with which I feel a warm kinship (if one can feel kinship with a quote):

The inimitable Richard Feynman:

“I think I can safely say that nobody understands Quantum Mechanics.”

And from Sir Arthur Eddington:

“Not only is the universe stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine.”

Anyway, I so enjoyed this inspired and funny talk from legendary evolutionary biologist Richard Dawkins.

I found his “…we are evolved denizens of middle world and that limits what we are capable of imagining…” wonderfully provocative, exciting, and begs infinite questions. In fact, using both scientific equipment, as he knows, of course (and, brace yourself, even deep contemplation from, yes, millenia past—I can provide examples!), we have imagined much beyond this middle world, but his point is well taken.

Dawkins’ talk for me, I must confess (and forgive me, ye savage non-poets), is mystical in its passion and information.

He asks:

“Could we by training and practice emancipate ourselves from middle world, and achieve some sort of intuitive—as well as mathematical—understanding of the very small and the very large? I genuinely don’t know the answer…”

The talk, another of the brilliant TED talks, is here.

Lots of love, and an old chestnut, Wide Open.

Pete xo

SURFING THE INNERNET FOR THE RICHER WEB OF LIFE

Friday, October 24th, 2008

Watching my insatiable senses, it occurred to me that the only sustainable way to counteract the relentless compulsion to consume external things would be by increasing the awareness of and desire for internal things. What this looks like will likely depend upon one’s individual propensity, but requires at least the simple questions: What am I? Why do I do what I do? and Why was I so unaware of bad fashion sense in the 1980s?

In truth, reality paradoxically yet unequivocally tells us that reality is not what it appears to be—our mind as a conduit makes it so. Thus, our minds create the world as we see it. So, one could ask, who then sees the true substratum of this human reality, as it really is, and does the one or many who see things as they really are—whatever that is—have a phone number?

Who is the original seer? I don’t know, but I want her as a friend, boss, lover, parent, child and favourite music group.

A poem, to my beloved sisters and brothers:

I will not be afraid of pain
I will not be afraid of death
Creature comforts also bring
A stultifying hold on breath
The time is coming, time has come
And time already came
I will stand in love and gratitude
And face them all the same

Much love and remembering,

Pete xoxo

The Plasticity of the Brain—and the adoption of different worldviews (or their adoption of you)

Thursday, October 23rd, 2008

All things by immortal power,
Near and Far
Hiddenly
To each other linked are,
That thou canst not stir a flower
Without troubling of a star.
—Francis Thompson

I’ve been reading a book called The Spiritual Brain, which interests me a great deal despite its lack of relation to Eastern spirituality/philosophy. The Spiritual Brain’s thesis is the difference between the brain and the mind, which neuroscientists as a rule consider the same entity. In Vedanta, loosely, divisions begin with the body/matter (prakriti), life force (prana), mind (manas), above mind (buddhi), and spirit/soul (atma) and Big Spirit! (paramatma). Atma and paramatma are considered transcendental.

Neuroscientist author Mario Beauregard admits he is mostly utilising Western spiritual descriptions/nomenclature while studying the brain patterns of Carmelite nuns during what is called unio mystica, self-described union with God. The results and description of said experiences are interesting to me—and immensely desirable!—and seem to resemble some of the ideas of the bhakti paths described in India.

Anyway, on pg 33, Beauregard and his co-writer Denyse O’Leary write:

For many years, neuroscientists believed that the adult human brain was essentially finished. It did not and could not change, any more than a billiard ball could…

In recent years, however, neuroscientists have discovered that the adult brain is actually very plastic [which I believe is recyclable plastic]…if neural circuits receive a great deal of traffic, they will grow.

According to Beauregard, brain activity of the Carmelite nuns during meditation and unio mystica gave results suggesting that (pg 275-276):

…mystical experiences are mediated by several brain regions and systems….

Second, when the nuns were recalling autobiographical memories, the brain activity was different than that of a mystical state. So we know for certain the mystical state is something other than an emotional state…

Do our findings prove that mystics contact a power outside themselves? No, because there is no way to prove or disprove that from one side only…What we can do, however, is determine the patterns that are consistent with certain types of experiences. Thus we can rule out some explanations [that "mystical experiences"—RSMEs—are simply a result of certain genes, a "God spot" in the temporal lobes, or neural disorders, or that they can be created through the use of certain technologies]…

To the extent that spiritual experiences are experiences in which we contact the reality of our universe [assuming, I think], we should expect them to be complex. We can certainly say that [brain] patterns of serious mystics definitely are [complex].

[These experiences are "mediated by several brain regions and systems...significant loci of activation in the right medial orbitofrontal cortex, right middle temporal cortex, right inferior and superior parietal lobules, right caudate, left medial preforontal cortex, left anterior cingulated cortex, left inferior parietal lobule, left insula, left caudate, and left brain stem. Other loci of activation were seen in the extra-striate visual cortex].”

Whether their conclusions are correct or suspect, I’m enjoying the bits of the book I’ve read, and I am perpetually awed by how much, and how little, scientists know and even can know. Unfortunately, most scientists will alway believe knowledge and understanding comes through dissection, vivisection, digging, blasting and external observation—I believe it was Francis “Eggzon” Bacon who spoke of raping nature until she releases her answers. Most true mystics (a bastardized word to be sure), on the other hand (and scientists with an inner mystic), will believe real understanding and knowledge comes through intimacy, surrender, listening, gratitude, humility, devotion, awe and internal observation.

Beauregard has an affection and wonder for his thesis—and it shows. Folks like the brilliant Richard Dawkins, Steven Pinker and, say, Steven Weinberg have (in my opinion) only disdain for said thesis—thus understanding of the subject, again in my opinion, can never come to them, despite their great and vastly informed brains.

Their pointing out of the obvious problems with fundamentalist religiosity notwithstanding, this disdain is a great loss for science and humanity.

Further, (in my opinion!) because of this disdain, and an inability to hold, say, the “spooky reality (to paraphrase Einstein)” of quantum mechanics in their world view simultaneously with their self-assured classical/so-called pure materialism analysis of the world (ironically, meditation would help them do this), these great thinkers even fifty years from now will be only footnotes in scientific history, despite their impressive “advanced-Newtonian” contributions.

May you and I, and all sentient beings, be happy, loved, and loving.

For what it’s worth, and in a different direction of brain plasticity, here’s an excerpt from an article in Time magazine about the effects of the Internet on the brain. I am reminded of a most essential yogic rule that says, We become like that with which we associate (or meditate upon)—so be aware, and seek out beautiful beings for company, lovers, friends and road trips.

An excerpt:

Internet use enhances the brain’s capacity to be stimulated, and that Internet reading activates more brain regions than printed words. The research adds to previous studies that have shown that the tech-savvy among us possess greater working memory (meaning they can store and retrieve more bits of information in the short term), are more adept at perceptual learning (that is, adjusting their perception of the world in response to changing information), and have better motor skills.

Small says these differences are likely to be even more profound across generations, because younger people are exposed to more technology from an earlier age than older people. He refers to this as the brain gap. On one side, what he calls digital natives—those who have never known a world without e-mail and text messaging—use their superior cognitive abilities to make snap decisions and juggle multiple sources of sensory input. On the other side, digital immigrants—those who witnessed the advent of modern technology long after their brains had been hardwired—are better at reading facial expressions than they are at navigating cyberspace. “The typical immigrant’s brain was trained in completely different ways of socializing and learning, taking things step-by-step and addressing one task at a time,” he says. “Immigrants learn more methodically and tend to execute tasks more precisely.”

But whether natural selection will favor one skill set over the other remains to be seen. For starters, there’s no reason to believe the two behaviors are mutually exclusive.

True enough, but don’t fall in love with your hard drive, ipod or laptop—oops, too late. And, on the other hand, be careful booting up your lover. They need conversation, cuddles, and compliments. And all those other gooey, caramely sort of things.

The full article is here.

Love and love—and here’s to seeing and then seeing beyond our self-imposed conditioning and the box those conditions create,

Pete xoxo

A TRUTH, A DREAM, A MYSTERY

Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008

Well, it’s been awhile, but a few poems have been flowing out lately, so here’s one. Hope you can answer all the deepest questions, with footnotes and references. Hey, don’t forget how beautiful you are, okay?

A TRUTH, A DREAM, A MYSTERY

Life always tries to stay together
While pulling apart forever and ever
Life is also individuated
Yet all the while interrelated
Take for instance air and breath
No sky for lungs is instant death
What is this push that drives formation
While also pushing disintegration?
Why individuals at all
Inside this endless, cosmic mall?
And who’s the me who’s asking this
Observing forms and seeking bliss?
Forms who feel and long for pleasure
Avoiding pain in equal measure
Yet pleasure somehow leads to pain
And pain to pleasure and back again
Often the two we do confuse
And thus, in ignorance, abuse
Take when I write, I’m quite content
Yet soon enough my body’s bent
It hurts to stretch away the pain
By definition life’s insane
A mix of subtle and oh so dense
combined and needing maintenance
The world is entropy, surmised
For so much is so well organized
Thus seeking balance plays a role
Could that place be a taste of soul?
A still point ever still yet playing
Not attached to form’s decaying
Ah, there I go, grand speculation
To settle down form’s trepidation
at being a form while rearranging
For all these forms are always changing
And so it goes eternally
So little can these two eyes see
Yet here we are, we have arose
Why individuals? God only knows!
And through it all I feel like me
A truth, a dream, a mystery

A Vida E So Uma: MOZAMBIQUE and the SPIRIT of LIFE

Monday, October 13th, 2008

When I was in Mozambique (Kenya, Malawi and South Africa), I think two years back now, I went to this little clubhouse kind of place where kids meet to talk about topics of the day, and for community. They also gathered to become more aware of the truths and falsehoods about HIV/AIDS—whose treatment in Mozambique, despite the efforts of many great people, was minimal in terms of reaching the infected population.

For example, for a multitude of reasons—access, education, poverty, infrastructure etc—at the time only 2 or 3% of pregnant women were taking the relatively simple access drugs during delivery (let alone the rest of the time) to help prevent the spread of the virus to the newborn child. We talk about this in Hope In The Time of AIDS (actually, not in this excerpt—but a few of the tragic statistics are here).

Anyway, these wonderful kids at the clubhouse in Mozambique (Moputo) had a guitar and I borrowed it and in this hot little room just started playing.

The resulting music is on film but I don’t have the footage, unfortunately. One day. But the kids, maybe a dozen of them, just started singing along, ad lib counterpoint, and I made up a song on the spot called My First Day In Mozambique. It was rhythmic and sweet, and the experience wildly inspiring and fun. One day, when I find it, I will post it.

Then two of the boys took the guitar (they were about 17 or 18, I think) and sang, which was also filmed. I always wanted to make a video out of it, but I haven’t had easy access to the film. But I do have a recording of it, which I will post here. It was sang with great love and passion—even though the guitar wouldn’t stay in tune! They were amazing—as humans so often are—and I don’t even know their names.

But here’s an mp3 of their beautiful song. The lead singer wrote it. One day, hopefully, there will be a video of them playing, to accompany it. The joy will be clear.

Here are the lyrics in the Portugese original:

A vida é só uma

A vida é só ma
A vida irmãos é só uma
A vida é só uma
Vamos viver a vida
Porque a vida é só uma
Quando ela escorrega não se apanha

Irmãos Moçambicanos dêem as mãos
Sejamos um por todos e todos por um
Unidos ao mundo inteiro seremos fortes
P’ra juntos combatermos o inimigo
SIDA você não tem chance
SIDA connosco não podes

Coro

Vamos viver com jeito
Nós amarmos com jeito
Porque a vida é muito bela
Porque a vida é só uma

And in English:

WE ONLY LIVE ONCE

We only live once

We only live once
Brothers, we only live once
We only live once
Let’s live our life
Because we only live once
If you miss out on life there is no second chance

Mozambican brothers, let’s hold hands
One for all, all for one
United with the world we will be strong
Together we will fight the enemy
AIDS, you have no chance
AIDS, against us you can’t win

Chorus

Let’s live with care
Let’s love with care
Because life is beautiful
Because we only live once

Lots of love to them, and you, and joy, kindness and compassion,

Pete xox

And just because I like to post it, and it reminds me of the wonder of being alive, Wide Open.

For My Wonderful Sister: Dave Eggers (living up to being a staggering genius), creativity, learning, giving, growing, beautiful…

Saturday, October 11th, 2008

My sister is a wonderful, passionate, inspired and unstoppable force of a teacher, and funny as all get out. And this story from the wonderfully creative and brilliant Dave Eggers is extremely inspiring and flat out wonderful, too. Press here to see it. I can’t write now because I have to meet with family for Canadian Thanksgiving dinner. Love to you, and to the spoken and written word, and big, big love,

Pete