212 – My mind …

How can I ever stop being amazed, mystified, awed by my mind – by what I can do with it, by what it can do with me?

How can myriad neurons – billions of them – independently and communally bond together to become the phenomenon of the mind; the phenomenon that allows me to project myself outward into the world, and inward into my own experience, into my own existence?

How can myriad neurons build, and constantly fine-tune a network of connections that stores my experiences with varying degrees of accuracy and importance, creating a phenomenon that responds to the world according to not only to the perception of my senses but the influence of my culture, my upbringing, my fears, desires, dreams, metabolism, environment?

The mind is a form of energy that can be redirected, focused, expanded, manipulated; a form of energy that can be wrought by music, anger, fear, love, sex, beauty; a form of energy that can objectify visions, ideas, concepts. But because it is intangible and immeasurable, it is difficult to accept that it is as physical as the force that synchronizes the beats of my heart or the movements of my hands to write my ideas.

We don’t know of any other creature that possesses a mind with a degree of conscious self-reflection as developed as ours. The capacity of the human mind to reflect upon itself is a major achievement in the evolution of Life in its unequivocal progression towards greater levels of complexity and order. But although the awareness of this achievement is an amazing insight into the human mind, it does not bring us any closer to understanding its intangible yet incontestable presence.

It is thus baffling to try to understand how a phenomenon so utterly individual and unique in its experiences and physical connectivity, can be, like the wonder of murmurations, synchronized to dance with the rhythms of its kin.

I wish I could understand how is it that my mind can reach so far beyond the grasp of my senses, when I know it is limited by what I am, by what I know, by what I perceive – or how is it that it is so present when I know it is older than old, greater than itself, and unbound by what is immediate and what is eternal – or how is it that it can converse with other minds, when I know it is the only one that can hear the uniqueness of its own music.

– this is why I feel so lonely when I am alone with it, yet I know that my mind is the greatest possession ever given to me to connect with the world.

Revised July 2021   

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