A Not So Random Universe
“Does the flap of a butterfly’s wings in Brazil set off a tornado in Texas?” – Edward Lorenz, originator of The Butterfly Effect
I storm into the venue where I am to speak on Awareness Through Movement®. I am late. Traffic, poor signage, and of course, my own penchant for pushing the temporal envelope have whipped into a frenzy that stops temporarily at the reception desk. A very nice lady pats my hand and tells me, “It’s OK, we knew about the traffic.”
“Great!” I say, “Let me go back to my car and get my stuff.” I whirl around, and at what seems like 145 mph, I slam straight into a floor to ceiling window. For just a moment, I and the glass are melded. I picture myself like Sylvester the cat. Any moment now, I will peel myself away from the glass like a Colorform, then shake myself back into three dimensions.
Instead, I slowly back away from the glass. Blood is dripping on my smart outfit. “Would you like to sit down?” asks the kind lady. I cannot move. The pain is potent, I am frozen in the center of a dozen dazzled senior citizens, their mouths open – in horror? Amazement? If I could move, I’d take a bow. The organizer hands me a surgical glove filled with ice and leads me to a chair. For some reason, the fingers are inflated, so it looks like Mickey Mouse’s hand is now attached to my nose.
For 25 years, I smashed into thousands of imaginary walls. As a mime, I taught people the fine art of colliding with a force field or an immovable obstacle. I even taught facial isolations that, properly executed, create the illusion of your nose and lips pressed against the glass. There is a theory in biophysics that all information floats around us in a morphogenetic field of information. Enough thought particles in a certain field of information creates or changes reality. It’s the principle behind everything from your dog knowing when you are leaving the office to the notion that if enough people express gratitude for peace, as if it already existed, then peace will prevail. The Buddhists say, “Thought creates feeling. Feeling creates words. Words create action.” Was it possible that my lifetime of smashing into imaginary walls had created a morphogenetic field that finally resulted in a real