Clocking Up Mileage in the Quantum World

Imelda Conway-Duffy

The Gap 4

Scientists in the Netherlands have just proved one of quantum theory’s fundamental claims: that objects separated by great distance instantaneously affect each other’s behaviour. Non-local such experiments such as this have been going on since the 1970’s as well as experiments to record, photograph and measure the effects of attitude and feeling on water and plants – even at a distance. The Institute of Heart Math in the United States has conducted numerous experiments exploring the electrophysiology of intuition as well as research into heart-brain communication and its relationship to managing stress, increasing coherence and deepening the connection to self and others.

This new experiment, conducted by physicists at the Dutch university’s Kavli Institute of Nanoscience, seems to lend even more credence to the quantum world that is made up from subatomic particles, a world where matter takes form only after being observed and measured.
This creating of matter through…

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Wild horses: Acceptance, adaption and creativity

DSC_7894          Recently I had the honour of listening to, and meeting with, a nonagenarian holocaust survivor. Without doubt, she is one of the strongest people I have encountered. Accomplished, confident and forthright, she explained how it was love, hope and sheer determination that underpinned her survival, despite the deaths of all members of her family, her first love and the the many, many other people accompanying her through the concentration camps of eastern Europe.

So what was it within her biological/psychological make-up that ensured her survival in a situation where so many others perished? She, too was exposed to the physical trauma, illness and starvation that are so synonymous with accounts of this historical ‘legacy’. How did she survive? Her explanation was ‘mind over matter.’ She believes that driven by the determination to survive, she practised acceptance of her situation and learned to adapt.

I discerned that it was also her creativity and quick wit that played a part. Her love of music and performing arts was, quite bizarrely, nurtured within the very walls of her incarceration experience. There is much commentary of how the creative flow uplifts and sustains us, and this woman is a living, breathing, testament to the notion. She lived to make music and co-create with other artists. She had a purpose, a dream, a vision of life. Add in the hope and love that she reports, and you have the principles to sustain an existence, under the most extreme circumstances.tinring
When questioned on current affairs, she demonstrated a laser insight into the state of the world today, particularly in relation to the plight of the vast swathes of people fleeing their home countries to avoid persecution today.

An eerie echo of her personal experiences of life in Europe, some seventy years ago.

However, her testament is not one of condemnation or hate. She believes in forgiveness and appreciation; she lives not to hate, but to love. And perhaps her health and longevity are due to her personal belief systems.

I would love to read more of her philosophies on life and love.

It’s Complicated: Your Rainforest (Gifted) Mind

Your Rainforest Mind

The rainforest mind runs wide and deep. Think of the Amazon. The astonishing number of different species and the variety among each species. The lush, fertile, saturated richness decomposing and transforming. Maybe millions of plants, insects and micro-organisms still undiscovered.

Just like you:

Astonishing amount of thinking, ideas, emotions, sensations, perceptions. Depth, sensitivity, creativity, disintegrating and transforming. Maybe millions of thoughts, ideas, emotions, sensations, perceptions and selves still undiscovered.

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And no, not everyone is like this.

You may think that anyone can be like you or do what you can do. Perhaps they just aren’t trying. Or they haven’t practiced enough.  Or they aren’t interested. But if they put their minds to it, they could do what you do, see what you see, feel what you feel. Or maybe they’re demonstrating a complicated psycho-neuro-bio-political strategy that you can’t quite grasp.

After all, they’re confident. They make quick decisions. They’re understood…

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A Long Sleep

Imelda Conway-Duffy

I’m told that in the first year of my life, I slept – and slept. My mother used to lean over my cradle and watch and listen, checking that I was still breathing. Still unsure, she would ask my grandfather to check again. Maybe I was born tired! In my mid-twenties, I knew I was tired. I now know that the tiredness was due to two things: boredom and a malingering discontent.

By the late 1980s, health issues had taken me through a plethora of medical procedures. Then, I stumbled upon the connection between challenging life events and physical illness – through a young doctor, acting as a locum for my regular physician. “This is a stress-related condition, which is compromising your immune system,” he said. So what? I wondered. Everyone has stress in their life. I was too embarrassed to ask what an ‘immune system’ was. But his remark…

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An Underachiever Named Bart

Laura Grace Weldon

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I was a good student. I wrote neatly and handed my work in on time. Sure, I got in trouble a few times in the early grades, like the time my teacher called home to tell my mother I was a liar. And I had a chronic tendency to get lost in a book during instruction time but in general I was so ridiculously conscientious about my work that teachers would put troublemakers next to my desk in hopes that I’d be a good influence.

For several years I was seated next to a kid named Bart. He was a wiry, high energy kid whose dryly witty asides made it ever more painful for me to pretend I wasn’t laughing. Sometimes he’d blurt out a particularly hilarious observation loud enough for our classmates to hear. The kids would laugh, the teacher would scold. Bart was very smart, especially…

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