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Tuesday, 17 September 2019

Sitting with chaos: on new science, belief and change



In 2000 I wrote,

Once I had a dream
            a dream of Nirvana
                        of Eden before the Fall
                                    of a time when...

            And I believed as I believed others believed
            that if I searched I would find the truth
                        of this perfect beginning of all things
                                    culmination of all things
                                                fulfilment of all things
           
            But the truth that was revealed did not match the dream
            and nomatter how close I came to the dream
            it remained just
                        out of reach
                                    out of touch
            with the reality of the truth revealed.

            So we have made a pact the dream and I
            She had shed her half bloomed petals
            revealing her centre
                        her heart
                                    her potential
                                                her seed.
            And I have taken this seed and hidden her
            in the deepest recesses of my womb.

            For we have made a pact the dream and I
            and we will love, nurture and protect each other
            until the time is right
            and then,
                        and only then
            will she risk to birth again.

In 2016, for the first time, I began to dare to believe that the dream[1] might once again see the light of day.  It was election time and there seemed to be a feeling of hope that change, and change for the better, would occur:  that human impact on the environment and climate might be taken seriously.  The results of the election spoke, my hope was not realised, and in response I wrote TheHidden: Illusions, Crossroads and Winter, which concluded with the above poem.

Then, this year another election was held with at least two parties seeming to stand on platforms that addressed climate change, sustainability and other issues of concern, especially regarding recognition of our First Peoples 60,000 to 120,000 years of existence in this land, so hope raised its head once more.  Once again I, and many others, was disappointed.  The voters had spoken, and they spoke of favouring profit-making, financial security and trade in fossil fuels over the health of our planet and its people.

From the perspective of what is emerging in new science theory this is understandable.  Believing in something solid with perceived predictable outcomes is linear thinking: the type of thinking that underlies much early physics and economic prediction, and preferred by many humans as it promises a more stable outcome, even if the promise is illusory. [2] 

In this context it is interesting to read Nola Turner-Jenkins research and writing on the differences between, and implications of, the individualistic and linear mindset of Anglo-Saxon, Germanic, Roman, Celtic cultures of many Colonial Heritage Australians compared to a group-oriented mindset of Indigenous people in Australia and around the world.[3]

So, in disbelief, mourning, and a need to clear my head after the results of the election, I began to read a couple of books on new physics that had come my way.  Inspired, I then revisited notes and books which I had read years ago, with topics which include cellular biology, quantum mechanics, chaos theory, theories of multiple or parallel universes, and theories of the universe as one infinite information processing system.[4]

Words and phrases that jumped from the page and reverberated include,

complexity
erratic
intermittent
Initial conditions
non linearity
continuum
disorder
periodicy
transdisciplinarity
chaos has no solution or it would not be chaos
critical point

unique

Brian Greene's writing reminded me how unique our world is and how amazing it is that we are just the right distance from the sun to support life.  ‘We find ourselves on one such planet situated 93 million miles from our sun because that’s a planet on which our form of life could evolve.’ (2011:170)

I also enjoyed rereading that everything in the cosmos is made from the same basic ingredients, that humans share elements of the same DNA as our ancestral bacteria, the first living entity, and that at the micro-level we are all connected.  So, we are definitely not alone.  We are in this together. 

This engendered the thought that, assuming humans have evolved from ancestral bacteria, and that humans are the most complex living system so far, what if the whole of the sentient world (plants, animals, bacteria) was relying on us to ensure maximum survival of all?  What if this was our main purpose and function?  How then would that affect how we act and make decisions?  We humans do rely on the support of our natural ecosystems to continue our own life, and if the reverse is also true?  However viewing how science is theorising the way systems are working, I doubt that there is such a linear plan in place.  But you never know.

It was also comforting to remember that everything in the cosmos, at every level, actually just does what it thinks it should do, intuitively, and somewhere, somehow, things get worked out.  It may not be to my or your liking in the short term, but that does not matter in the micro-, macro-, and lived worlds.  It’s not about being programmed in a certain way either, because there are always glitches in the program or system which will sooner or later change where things end up anyway.  It was quite freeing to realise this and that the choices we make and options we take are not given a value of ‘right’ or ‘wrong’.  They just are and the ‘whole’ will readjust to accommodate them.

I cannot say that the books and articles, fascinating as they are, have given me hope that anything will change in the way that I and many others want.  What they have given is the realisation that ‘all is as it should be’;  that  nothing in this world is in neat packages and as well controlled as those of us with a linear Western mindframe would like to believe. 

The ‘norm’ in all things, from ecological systems to weather patterns, to economics, to cellular and human behaviour seems to be an ‘ordered chaos’ and open ended.  In other words, the longterm results can never really be predicted.[5]  Even if change is on the horizon we may not even know or recognise it as the system will swing backwards and forwards until a critical point is reached.  Only then will a new way of functioning become, momentarily, the new ‘norm’.

The poem heading this article was written at the end of the performed series that comprised part A of my thesis.  Part B was the written analysis and exposition titled, Centre of the Storm.  The title was a spiritual concept: the still point at the centre of chaos[6].  The poem ended the performance series and was a time to let go on many levels, including the desire for, and dream of, Nirvana.  I now realise it was an unrealistic and unrealisable dream which assumed universal like-mindedness.  I had not at that time come to the point of understanding what the concept of chaos really represented, or how it is an integral part of the functioning of the cosmos.

Now I consider chaos as something to sit alongside, like a friend, and have a conversation: actively involved, having input, letting go of expectations and the need for control, withdrawing, and being happy and content with whatever the outcome may be, even if ‘I’ don’t like it.  The outcome is likely to be continually changing anyway.  This seems to be a much more open, flexible, give and take position, and more realistic. [7]

All of this has strengthened my conviction that what we do and think individually can matter.  Even if on one level it may not matter at all, at another level it does.  And, for me, that has reinforced my determination to continue with what ‘I’ believe in and to be true to myself, because my actions and thoughts will continue to input into the whole, and the working out of the whole.  And that is important.  You never know, maybe the ‘like-mes’ will reach critical mass and the outcome will be extraordinary…or maybe not.

And ‘hope’?  I am so in awe and proud of the 21st century youth who are no longer waiting for our beleaguered leadership to wake up to what is occurring in the world and put some workable solutions in place.  These young people are just going for it, from climate change to Indigenous recognition and respect.  They are standing as examples for the rest of us.


There are also many other individuals, groups, businesses, cities and local councils who are not waiting for larger political parties to make a commitment.  They are forging ahead and putting programs in place and acting in ways that they believe will make a difference.  It is chaos at work – everyone doing what they instinctively believe should be done, whether they believe it will make a difference or not. This is what gives me hope. [8]


c. Annette Maie, 2019

ADDENDUM 2020: regarding interconnectedness.  I recently read research which suggests that some galaxies in the universe may be in some way connected, align and move together in a way which is different to the effects of gravitation pull.  It may be that at the macro as well as the micro level we are connected, can 'dance together', and perhaps influence each other (Reference, There’s Growing Evidence That the Universe Is Connected by Giant Structures).  There are also the similarities researchers are finding in brain-nature and cosmos networks and networking. Does the Human Brain Resemblethe Universe and Never Underestimate the Intelligence of Trees.  I so like Jeremy Lent's idea of viewing nature as an improvising jazz band, although in my case it would be a group of us improvising in dance, drama or text.

Of course these concepts seem to underlie Indigenous Australian culture and spirituality, as explored and explained in Vicki Greives Williams, Aboriginal Spirituality: Aboriginal Philosophy The Basis ofAboriginal Social and Emotional Wellbeing, and Tyson Yunkaporta’s sand talk: How Indigenous Thinking Can Save the World





[1] I identified the ‘dream’ as a quest for Nirvana: a perfect world of peace, plenty, contentment and ‘goodwill to all’.
[2] Hence the rejection by the establishment of theoreticians who were questioning the earlier work.
and https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/australias-two-systemic-strangers-nola-turner-jensen/ in which 'literal', 'linear' and 'individualist' behaviour is compared to 'instinctive', 'interdependent' and 'collective-first'.
[4] Books and articles include, 1976   Richard Dawkins, The Selfish Gene; 1985 Evelyn Shaw & Joan Darling, Strategies of Being Female; 1987 James Gleick, Chaos; 1989 Michael Archer, Gods, Gaia & the Wound of Heaven (article in Australian Natural History); 1990 Paul Davies, Chaos frees the Universe (article in New Scientist); 1991 Andrew Wilson, Gaia (article in New Scientist); 1991 Deirdre Machen, Science Friction (article on transdisciplinarity in SMH Good Weekend); 1992 Paul Davies and John Gibbon, The Matter Myth; 1993 Leon Lederman, The God Particle; 1998 Paul Davies, The Fifth Miracle; 2002 Basarab Nicolescu, Manifesto of Transdisciplinarity; 2005 Bruce H. Lipton, The Biology of Belief; 2011 Brian Green, The Hidden Reality; 2019 Stuart Wolpert, Einsten’s general relativitytheory (article on the work of Andrea Ghez and black holes from newsroom of UCLA), ; 2019 Elise Crull, If You Thought Quantum Mechanics Was Weird, You Need to Check OutEntangled Time; 2019 Ed Yong, A New Clue to How Life Originated (on the work of Caitlin Cornell and Sarah Keller  on cellular cooperation).
[6] ‘Chaos can exist without losing ‘the still centre’’, Centre of the Storm, p.280
[7]excited to read of the work of Dr. Claire Weekes, whose treatment process for anxiety was to face, accept, float and let time pass.


Saturday, 15 April 2017

An incomplete Easter: Good Friday, the Passover and revisiting Susan Griffin


It’s Easter long weekend, and today is Good Friday; a solemn day of remembrance for Jesus’ death on the cross.  Mid-morning and the local aged-care facility erupts with noise: not of wailing, but of the amplified exuberant sounds of piano and song...’hokey pokey’, and similar.  It is a ‘Cabaret moment’:[i]  one in which on one level something horrendous is occurring, or is remembered as having occurred, while simultaneously there is a loud party in progress which drowns out and blocks any thoughts of the not-so-pleasant.

For me this juxtaposition is also a metaphor for our world and how we, as humans, act.  We seem to turn from facing the tough and ghastly events in our world, prefer to direct our attention and/or the blame elsewhere, and carry on as if nothing has happened.  What I don’t understand is how we don’t seem to be able to, as a global village with a global consortium of leaders, face and sort out the horrendous events occurring across the globe and agree and act on real solutions.  Our leaders are intelligent beings, as we are, so they must be aware.  How can they in all conscience ignore it, pretend it doesn’t exist, act as if it isn’t occurring?

But no, better/easier to open yet another coal mine than support alternatives that may slow our oceans’ and atmosphere’s increasing temperatures which are gradually killing all that lives there/here.  Better/easier to over-harvest/over-produce and throw the excess away than to live on what we need. Better/easier to make sure our sexual organs perform at optimum level by tormenting and killing animals than to confront and give in to human limitation.  Better/easier to continue an arms race than to explore ways of working together - well it takes too long after all.  Better/easier to kill or maim ‘the other’ than to compromise, even a little.  Better/easier to leave distressed people to struggle for survival somewhere else than to find ways of absorbing them into our own ‘family’ and giving assistance, even if it can only be in a limited way.  Better/easier to create robots as workers, pets, children, friends and partners than to deal with the messiness, unreliability and expense of real people.  Better/easier to believe in the economic paradigm of eternal growth than to face the reality that this is a finite world.  Better/easier to see the solution to all this as finding another planet to begin the same thing all over again[ii], than to confront this world and respond to what it is telling us here and now.[iii]

Over the last couple of months I’ve been reading a number of books and articles that have come my way and they all repeat the same message – we are losing control of our planet and our future, and we have lost respect for the natural world:  the non-human world that is alive and that we are part of, as it is of us.  In particular, Richardson’s conversations with environmental scientists addresses the issues and questions I am raising here.[iv]  

In Australia we are in autumn and heading towards winter, a time of death and withdrawal, perfect for Good Friday contemplations.  Yet the Resurrection on Easter Sunday three days later does not sit comfortably in this context.  The resurrection is a promise of hope; that all is not lost and regeneration is possible.  Resurrection is a theme better suited to spring and New Year when traditionally the concept and celebration of the death-resurrection cycle make more sense. 

Certainly there is no hope for resurrection of our planet or human awareness at present, even given three days grace.  Yet is it possible to absorb this promise into our consciousness and not let go what we believe is an alternative path for our world and its healing?  It is a hope that our ancestors’ death-resurrection rituals and myths encompassed so it must be carried in our psyche somewhere.  Is it tied to awareness and feelings such as frailty, humility, wonder, love, compassion...not at all robot-like?

As I have reflected on this I have ended up in a place I did not expect to be this Good Friday; one of me, as an unbeliever, hoping and, yes praying, for the awakening of the human psyche and for the future resurrection of our world and its beings.

This week is also the time of celebrating Passover, another spring festival:  a time to remember and give thanks for the Exodus when God liberated the Jewish people, ‘His people’, from slavery.  But do we expect God, or goddess, or Life Force, or the Cosmic (un)conscious, or whatever we believe in, to save us from the destruction we have caused ourselves?  I don’t think so.  That is shifting the blame.  We do need to take responsibility and act. 

So who are my prayers directed to…my higher self…like-minded others...the Internet network…the great vacuum of space…the space between?  And what purpose do they serve?  Is it enough that my prayers and writing articulate my concerns to myself and that they may offer some support to others chancing on this blog who may be as concerned as I am[v]...I/you/we are not alone in this?   Wherever my prayers go and whatever purpose they and my writing serve, they remind me of Susan Griffin’s wonderful poem, Prayer for Continuation[vi].  Here are a few verses.

1
There is a record
I wish to make here.
A life.
And not this life alone
but the thread
which keeps shining
like gold floss woven into cloth
which catches your eyes
and you are won over…….

4
It is my love I hold back
hide
not wanting to be seen
scrawl of hand
writing
don’t guess
don’t guess at my
passion
a wholly wild and raging
love for this world…

21
Do you think it is right
to despair?
No, no, it is not about
right and wrong.
It is the thread
shining…

The 22nd April is UN Mother Earth Day.  Let's take a few minutes to dance/sing/make music...for the healing of the Earth and all that lives here. International Mother Earth Day


c. Annette Maie, 2017


[i] Alluding to the stage musical and film of the same name.
[ii] A solution which has been suggested by respected scientists Paul Cox and Stephen Hawkins.
[iii] The paradox is that we humans have invented and created amazing things.  We are incredibly clever in many ways, but not in this…not in finding and acting on a solution to clean up the mess we are leaving behind.  I also acknowledge that the idealism underlying this paragraph is challenged by the reality of multi-layers and complexity, including conflicting interests, embedded in these issues and that there are those who may never care.
[iv] Kolbert, E. (2014)  The Sixth Extinction: An Unnatural History; Habib, B (2015) Sustainability is not enough: a call for regeneration;  Low, T. (2001)  Feral Future;  Shaw, S. & Francis, A. ed. (2008)  Deep Blue: Critical Reflections on Nature, Religion and Water;  Richardson, J. H. (2015)  When the End of Human Civilization is Your Day Job.
[v] Although I am concerned that our world and our leaders are heading down this path, I am more concerned that our leaders choose to refuse to face it, and by doing so are consciously betraying us.  I love life and all that it has to offer and that is enough for me. The earth will sort it out and create something new with or without us, and the cosmos will continue.  It is the perception of our leaders’ betrayal of the people they have been entrusted to care for which I find unforgiveable.
[vi] Griffin, S. in Caldecott, L & Leland, S (eds) 1983.  Reclaim the Earth: women speak out for life on earth. pp. 215-224.  There is also research that explores how our feelings and intentions can physically change our DNA, and speculation about how our DNA might possibly influence outside factors via, as yet unpinpointed and unproven, energy-like fields - Cal et al. http://www.cell.com/current-biology/abstract/S0960-9822%2815%2900322-X;  https://www.heartmath.org/articles-of-the-heart/personal-development/you-can-change-your-dna/.