The Pause

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Dear friends,

We’re making this adventure up as we go and so I’ve decided that I can’t get all the way through Chapter 3 in one Pause. There is too much richness that wants to break in to the way I look up and out in the morning, what I am noticing as I walk down the street any given afternoon. So we’ll get about halfway through my notes on this immersive chapter and pick up next week with the rest of it and Chapter 4.

I’ve been enjoying the notes you’ve been making and sending to us — as last week, there’s a smattering of this “community marginalia” below. It is always so fascinating what each of us brings to a text or idea or work of art — how we see different things, pull at different threads — and so together approach a more vital, alive apprehension. Share if you’d like with @onbeing on socials — or in a direct reply to this email.

The metaphor of the “thicket” of life, the title of this chapter, only takes us so far. A thicket is something dense and impenetrable, and that is how physics has appeared at times for James Bridle — and much more, I am sure, for me. And yet conversations with physicists have been some of my deepest pleasures across the years, and a conversation with physics is inevitable in an exploration of what we are coming more deeply to see and to name and to work with about the whole of reality. 

I’ve been helped along the way to accept that I can take delight in science as a soaring aspect of the human enterprise, and so part of my inheritance, too, as a human. I might scarcely “understand” its equations and ways, but I can appreciate what it brings into the world just as I can appreciate, be immeasurably enriched by, a work of music — without being able to read the notes or perform it myself. Also, as my lens on the world is the lens of the human condition, I speak with scientists as human beings. It has occurred to me across the years that we get the science we’re ready for as a species, not just at the level of knowledge, but at the level of consciousness and agency.

So, alongside Ways of Being I am re-reading, dipping into, Carlo Rovelli’s Seven Brief Lessons on Physics, which feels as much to me like a meditative, poetic text as a book of science explication. All of reality is interaction, he drove home so wondrously when we spoke a few years ago, and that is not just an observation about electrons. Circles within circles: I’m reminded that the Latin word natura was a translation of the Greek word physis, which for the ancient Greek philosophers was not about a body of knowledge but an understanding and experience of the world as, by definition, always moving, emerging, growing.

As we enter Chapter 3, James Bridle tells of discovering the thinking of Karen Barad, a feminist theorist trained as a theoretical physicist, and a word she has coined: “intra-action.” Interaction, as she formulates it, suggests things exist fully formed and act upon each other. Intra-action honors the deeper truth showing itself continually, that the entire universe is “a continual process of emergence, in which nothing is certain or fixed, but is always becoming itself through its intra-action with everything else.”

…existence, and that its truth subsisted in this relationship: between the macro and the micro, the world and the subject, the story and the storyteller, the electron and its interference pattern.Barad's talk also left me with another impression: that science's greatest advances arrive not as settlements er conclusions, but as revelations of a still-deeper complexity. This complexity exceeds our mastery and comprehension - but it is still relatable, still liveable, still communicable and actionable. Science, it struck me then, is a guide to thinking, not a thought: an endless process of becoming.It's this realization that I hold with me when I try to understand what it means to live in the more-than-human world, because the more-than-human world is messy. It's complex, uneven, entangled and lacking in clear breaks, borders or divisions. And it has always been this way. One of the places where life began is to be found so kilometres inland…(Bridle 86)

p. 86

Places along the way of (literally) unearthing the newly evocative “intra-active” story of us:

Danakil Depression

Bruniquel Cave

Göbekli Tepe

Denisova Cave

Neanderthal

Homo sapiens

DNA/RNA and proteins inside cells: “the internal fossil record” (microbiologist Carl Woese)

In the early days of On Being, a geneticist who was also an Anglican priest and theologian (the late, wonderful Lindon Eaves) told me that the spirituality of a scientist is akin to the spirituality of a mystic: always driven to investigate and claim what can be known of truth, while living expectantly, reverently, of what can not now be grasped, what can yet be discovered. 

I have loved this, and tried to internalize its appropriate and liberating humility. I hold it right alongside my understanding and attention to another bedrock physical reality, so alive at this time in the life of the world: that the human brain reaches for certainty and persistently creates category to make sense of the overwhelm of the fullness of reality. And science, a field peopled and driven forward by Homo sapiens after all, has also taken this route on the way to where we are now. 

This is a long passage from Bridle but I cannot do it better by paraphrase:

…human uniqueness. This is technological ecology at its highest pitch: the combination of technological capacity with a more-than-human sensitivity which constructs new ways of seeing and appreciating theworld. It allows us to recognize that everything is hitched to everything else, while simultaneously upending our notions of what technology is for.Historically, scientific progress has been measured by its ability to construct reductive frameworks for the classification of the natural world, the kind of one-size-fits-all schema which came to dominate our thinking in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. This perceived advancement of knowledge has involved a long process of abstraction and isolation, of cleaving one thing from another in a constant search for the atomic basis of everything: the single, pure,definitive type, or the one true answer. It is in this image that we have constructed our technologies, right down to/the either/or binary of ones and zeros which shape our calculations. And yet, time and time… (Bridle 100)

p. 100

…again, the more thoroughly we attempt to perform such abstractions, and the deeper we go into the structure of life itself, the more these distinctions blur and fall apart.What we perceive as borders and conflicts - the things which separate us - often turn out not to be artefacts of the exterior world, but immeasurable gaps in our own conceptions, abilities and tools of discernment. We think we are studying the world - but in reality we are merely making evident the limits of our own thinking, which are embodied in our logbooks and measuring instruments. The truth is always stranger, more lively and more expansive than anything wecan compute.For me, this paradox is best expressed in the work, not of an evolutionary biologist or palaeogeneticist, but of a meteorologist, Lewis Fry Richardson. Richardson was a scientist, and also a Quaker and a pacifist, beliefs that shaped both his life and work. During the First World War, he was a conscientious objector; but though he refused to… (Bridle 101)

p. 101

How unnerving, how thrilling, to live wrapped in, suffused with, such mystery. I’ll let Carlo Rovelli have the last word here:

“Every so often I would raise my eyes from the book and look at the glittering sea: it seemed to me that I was actually seeing the curvature of space and time imagined by Einstein. As if by magic: as if a friend were whispering into my ear an extraordinary hidden truth, suddenly raising the veil of reality to disclose a simpler, deeper order. Ever since we discovered that the Earth is round and turns like a mad spinning-top, we have understood that reality is not as it appears to us: every time we glimpse a new aspect of it, it is a deeply emotional experience. Another veil has fallen.”

Next week: fractals, “endosymbiosis,” and what all of this might have to do with the virtual mystery we have evocatively named The Cloud.

Love,

Krista

 
 
 
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A collection emerging from a practice of contemplative/conversational reading alongside James Bridle's Ways of Being – with episodes added throughout this autumn.

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At the hingepoint of change, a poet walks through the garden his late father planted.

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Community Marginalia

Thanks to all who wrote in this week or tagged us on socials. Krista and our team have so enjoyed reading your reflections, and will surface a few each Saturday, right here. Notes lightly edited for length.

 

From Saki:
I am reading Ways of Being (digital form) along with you. My friend Diane has the physical book. We'll get together soon to pause and compare our notes together. I am parallel reading An Immense World by Ed Yong. I got Yong's book first. A few weeks later, I received an invitation from Krista to read Ways of Being along with her. I saw the term “umwelt” mentioned early in both of these books. Both authors invite the readers to imagine what it is like to be the unknowable. My umwelt has been exercising muscles that had been long dormant as I take in these two writings, activating my imagination for the symbiotic ways of living that I long for.

From Donal:
I'm loving these reflections and resonations within my own being. This comment,more often, perhaps, by seeing and naming something we — the great we across time and space — knew forever and then ignored or forgot…” brought to mind these lines from T.S. Eliot's “Little Gidding”:

We shall not cease from exploration

And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time.

After all our searching the universe for intelligence we might yet discover the wisdom lying all around us.

From Sylvia:
Listening to Suzanne Simard's interview [in the series playlist, “An Ecology of Intelligence”] made me cry with joy. I wasn't just being weird. As a teen reading, my back against a 200-yr-old cottonwood, I imagined a vast connected world below. Joy in the reality of a woman scientist uncovering the secrets of life below. In my 65 years of wandering Colorado's forests, I've had a brief glance at what she described. I began to notice that small sapling aspens were clustered around a single young spruce or pine. How strange I thought, shouldn't it be the other way around? The gold nugget word was “eldering.”

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