I’ve been visiting memories of my childhood/adolescent years, and I’ve come to realize that the amount of weight one attributes to particular aspects of life has a HUGE influence upon what valuable information they take from the world.
I mean.. When I was a child, for instance, I found sensational things to be the most important. The glow that emanates from lights at night, the sound of echoes across the pond, the voices of the creatures in my backyard. The way that you stop midair in the crest of a jump on the trampoline and how it feels like you’re suspended for a long amount of time before coming back down. The bitter taste of pecans. And the way that the fish in the pond were able to pull so hard on the rod, and the way the rod bent so strongly without breaking.
It adolescent years, it was much more emotional. I feel like I was hardly paying attention to anything physical at all, unless it was noticing changes in my appearance, but even then, the strongest memories I have about my rapidly changing appearance were focused on the anxiety surrounding the change, rather than the change, itself. The social implications of that change.
And I just wondered what kind of psychological paradigm I’m in right now, and whether it will change as frequently as it has in the past. My guess is that it will slow down—I’m not developing much more after a couple more years—and I have to wonder if that’s a good or bad thing.
And I do ponder about this idea in a spiritual sense, too. If there is a spiritual essence about us, what would that change in psychology represent?
It seems that so much valuable information is missed by us simply because it’s not what we’re focusing on at that particular age. But I also think that it could be a developmental thing, as well. We don’t think about other things because we’re UNABLE to think about other things. Mrs. Garlock once told us that they wait to teach Algebra until around 7th grade because kids literally AREN’T able to think algebraically until that point.
But it’s still interesting to think about what caught my attention as a child (lights, textures, etc.) and what caught my attention as a teen (social implications, etc).
This is a huge can of worms that I didn’t even begin to dig into. But I suppose it’s been on my mind, and hey, what’s better about a forced audience than writing about whatever the hell you want?