6 10 2015

I am sitting outside at my little table, the cast aluminum one with the scrollwork. I pause my writing, and stare at the pen in my hand. As my body stops, my wondering (wandering?) mind takes off…

What is the force that connects atoms? Divides them from other atoms?

Hand rests on table. Head hovers above hand, breathing the air between and around table, hand and head. Book connects to paper, to pen, to ink inside pen. Ink is pressed onto paper, perceived by eyes and retina and brain. Because of reflected light. Sending messages to muscles and hands resting on the table, holding the pen.

Eyes look up. To clouds, “blue” sky, trees. Breeze pushes leaves connected to twigs and limbs, which also wave and flex with the touching. The limbs connect to the tree’s trunk, which is immovable, because of the roots and rootlets grasping the ground, taking nourishment and stability from the soil that surrounds them. The tree’s bark delivers that nourishment and water upward (against gravity’s pull) to the leaves using light to create energy the tree uses to grow. Released from the leaves’ pores is oxygen, which floats between my hands and my head, and I breathe it in.

And as I try to think about it, I’m “blown” away!

I think of the saying, “If a butterfly flaps its wings in the Amazon, a hurricane can occur in Japan,” which has countless iterations of specific locations and outcomes, depending upon what source is quoted. The original “butterfly effect” was named by Edward Lorenz, a meteorologist, whose weather prediction models drastically changed when a seemingly inconsequential change occurred in his original data, something as small as the flap of a butterfly wing.

Chaos theory describes the unpredictability (of weather, rolls of dice, other seemingly random happenings) of nature, based upon the fact that there are always minute differences in the original conditions that begin a series of events, or “sensitive dependence on initial conditions.” (from Wikipedia— Then the math gets really complex and I again return to looking at the clouds. And wondering-wandering.

autumn leaves on bench 2014Chaotic or very ordered? Cyclical and predictable, or random? All of the above? Obviously, if I want air to breathe, and skin and bones to hold me together, I need the cycles and laws of nature—from the force that holds atoms together, to that which causes breezes to blow and planets to stay in their orbits. Yet, predicting the weather, or which autumn leaves will fall first, what I will eat tomorrow or who will start the next war or peace effort—impossible!

Does the stroke of my pen make a difference? Can your prayer set in motion a chain of events like a hurricane of healing? Will our use of resources affect the trees’ gifts of oxygen and shade to us? Does a baby’s cry elicit a response? Am I important?

What is the force that holds atoms together, and keeps them separated?

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