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I took this picture on route to my ladies group, where we are all earnestly intent on healing in the fourth dimension (and, according to our leader, also the fifth - but what do we know). Having tried to wrap my mind around the concept of other dimensions recently, I have a little more understanding of what we're up to, I think.
Mathematician Thomas Banchoff says that we are "slaves to the prejudices of our own dimension". So suppose a three dimensional being, with an unrecognized fourth dimension, has a problem in that fourth dimension. The problem will manifest in the third dimension, like a three dimensional cube moving through a two dimensional surface. Said problem, flattened out, will look very different than it might, were it to be dimensionally fleshed out. Therefore, it seems solutions to fourth dimensional problems are best addressed in the dimension from which they originate. It's a dirty job , but someone's got to do it.
We have a new group member who is going on a vision quest of sorts in Baja with teacher/ ecologist. John P. Milton . He has twelve lovely principles, which are wise and supremely comforting. Sounds like a wonderful retreat, but not for mydelicate tootsies , which currently ache in a few dimensions. I shall have to stick with the more indoorsy Esther Hicks channeling Abraham for the time being.
Our Newest is also going to see Christo's "Gates" in Central Park, this weekend, which gives me an opportunity to mention the spectacle. Click through the posters to see some breathtaking photos of the Gates Project. Today in the New York Times Sunday Styles Section, there is a photo essay entitled "Saffronistas" by Bill Cunningham, documenting saffron regalia in which New Yorkers have turned up for the glorious occasion. Looks like the costumes are more than half the fun. I didn't do a clickie because you'll soon have to pay to see this.
But I digress - terribly - and I haven't done that in ages. Perhaps my attention span is improving. As I was rushing upstairs to my group, my eye caught this beautiful window. I was particularly drawn to the radiator, to give you an idea of the dimension in which I was operating.
Photo note: This is the first of a series about widening attention and changing meaning, I think.
Posted by Dakota at February 19, 2005 08:46 AM