It’s been quite a week. Big events, pivotal progress, so much managerial intent.
I woke up still full of the adrenalin that accompanied me Monday through Friday. Still processing statements heard and made. Which made me think.
Is our emotional system capturing time, in a textured sort of support for our traditional sensory memories? Do significant events initiate surges of hormonal and neural activity that continue to ripple after the fact?
It would explain psychology. Freud. Childhood identity structures laid down over genetic infrastructure by strong emotional responses. And, as we know, all emotional responses are strong in babies. In fact I suspect that if I had a neuroscientist to hand she’d tell me they figured this all out 10 years ago.
But if we work like this, it reinforces the value of meditation and deep breathing. If we are built around a still center of self and awareness, if that’s native to our animal nature, we do ourselves a favor by silencing neurons and quieting hormones. Taking a minute to let the past finish playing out in our bodies before we accumulate any more present, and certainly before we borrow from the future.
All of which is a great excuse to sit on the sofa and listen to the hum of your refrigerator in the morning, before anyone else wakes up. To look out the window. To cut back your lavender, pull up some mint, and breathe. To take a break from time, even when you know it’s 9:15am.
Have a wonderful weekend.