To Be Human Is To Be In The Spectrum
August 2, 2011
I’ve / written before /, albeit briefly, about synchronicity. I strongly suspect it is an aspect of attention. Our brains are very good at seeing or hearing what is of interest and ignoring the rest.
Words have been much on my mind lately, but also the enduring question of what it mean to be human. What is there that we can identify as uniquely us?
Perhaps all we are is an extension in directions and capabilities. Not apart from, only different. We are no more a ‘special’ species with our brains, our emotions, and our reasoning than is a bat with their echo location, or a cat with their night vision, or an octopus with their color changes. The same basic DNA, tweaked to different forms and different efficiencies. No more than that.
Now that allowing animals their various intelligences has become acceptable, we see myriad articles about previously unacknowledged capabilities. / Magpies / and / crows / (and / here /, just for the fun of it).
Today I read / this on bees /. Depressed bees. Optimistic bees. We can’t avoid terms that have anthropomorphic connotations, but the results seem to allow the usages.
Humans. Unique, or part of the spectrum of life? Seems to me we should lose our egos and rejoice in our connections instead.