Recently, I wrote a post about some things that puzzle me. Something else has intrigued me for a very long time, and it is this:
The Lines Of Our Lives
For a number of years in my spare time, I have been developing a thesis about life.
It is relatively simple in the singular, but becomes increasingly more complex.
Have you ever wondered what the lines of our lives look like?
I imagine it looks somewhat like this:
I see every life as a line, but not only in a linear fashion.
One that is dynamic; an ever-moving, subtly shifting invisible thread, if you will.
Upon our birth, we are tethered to Life as we know it. At the end, we are untethered.
At that very definite moment in time, the moment of our birth, the very first mark on the line of our life occurred.
We have not just the conscious awareness to prove it, but also the data.
Each of us was born in a very specific location on this Earth, in this solar system, in this galaxy.
And we were born for connection. It is woven into the fabric of our being.
You and I began this journey tabula rasa; with a blank slate.
Every experience you’ve and I will ever have shapes our thoughts and feelings.
Every action and inaction shapes our character. They play a significant part in the invisible writing of the outcome of our story.
As in every great story, there are unexpected twists and turns… stories of great adventure, of tremendous courage, and heart-wrenching failure. There are also stunning victories, moments of heroism, and unbelievable successes.
It is the important events in life that have lead us to where we are today.
Getting down to specifics, lets look at the line of our lives for a moment.
The Uniqueness of Each Line
We were born on a particular date and time; unique in all of recorded human history.
Because there has never been another quite like us, I imagine that we all are assigned and attached to a UPN; a unique prime number. This is merely my convention for connecting our uniqueness to the moment. But I see it as one that tracks each of us on our line of life.
In keeping with the fact that you and I are truly unique and beautiful people, I envision the lines of our lives, not on a linear scale,
but more as the sewing of fine thread.
Internally, we already have unique thread colors; our DNA. But we also internalize every event, every experience, every moment from birth to death, which imprints etches along our unique life lines.
Imagine all the happiest moments of life as being the brightest and most eye-pleasing colors.
Mark the less pleasant as monochromatic moments surrounded by darker tones.
Our personal life experience is woven through our goals, interests, and pursuits.
We color life according to our abilities, gifts and special talents. Also with our flaws, foibles and failings.
Influences and Movements Of A Line
This line we call Life is fluid and dynamic. It moves suddenly at times, at others so subtly.
A sudden change of plans, a reversal of fortune, an increase or decrease in health.
How we see the lines of our lives, our particular perspective, shapes its flow and direction.
Mostly it moves by influence. The greater the influence, the more we move in the direction toward it.
We may be influenced by someone we have never met. You may listen to a program on the radio and what you hear changes your life. One person can influence thousands. (See spectrographic emanations in the image.)
The decisions we make, and not make, steer the course of our line to our destiny.
We are also heavily influenced by writing, as each line carries an invisible weight of importance.
One of my favorite lines is that by the late John O’Donohue who said,
“May you experience each day as a sacred gift woven around the heart of wonder.”
The Event Box Threaded Line By Line
The intersection of the lines of our lives may just be in passing, even if ever so briefly. Or they may be of a more permanent nature, such as marriage and family.
But, lets say, for example, that you and I are meeting for the very first time. That meeting can easily be called an event box.
We encounter one another at a pinpoint accurate geographic location, at a specific date and time in all of recorded history.
We each bring our own cultural tastes, our unique viewpoints, our attendant cares and concerns. We bring our history.
But we know that life is much deeper than the surface. That’s also why we need to read between the lines.
We read each other in an instant. We call upon our intuition and sum each other up in fractions of a second.
Remember, that even though we are, hypothetically, just sitting down and have never met up until now, there is plenty
we already know about each other. We know that we each bring to this moment our personal life history, unique personalities,
and our own uniquely colored line.
It’s interesting isn’t it? We meet someone for the very first time, and it’s like we’ve known one another our whole life. 🙂
It’s relatively simple to see in the singular, but introduce many people to the picture and it becomes more complex, and more beautiful.
This is where it gets complicated. In school, we were taught about three dimensions… length, width and height.
But try picturing the lives of 100 people enjoying a theatre, a couple hundred on a flight, or hundreds more in a crowded subway.
In the event box, I have shown Winter Wheat, where bus loads of people frequent, and I used as a hideaway for my writing.
Moving or stationary, each meets on a specific date, location, and time… all with their own unique line that contributes to the beauty of the moment. Whether we personally interact with one another or not, we share the event box.
Now imagine every human encounter as having a prime number representing each unique event box. It’s mind boggling!
And it happens every day, at all times, in every part of the world.
The Artistry Of Every Line Of Life
Perceptual psychologist Rudolf Arnheim observed, “The line that describes the beautiful is elliptical. It has simplicity and constant change. It cannot be described by a compass, and it changes direction at every one of its points.”
I see life is a living, breathing, ever-changing mosaic. It has a multi-colored, many textured, layers deep threading.
I dare to see each of us a strand of divinity.
British sculptor Andy Goldsworthy says that, “the essence of drawing is the line exploring space.”
I think the lines of our lives, how they interconnect and intertwine, moving through time and space, is living artistry.
Looking at the line from the fourth dimension, Lao Tzu said, “Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.”
In the big scheme of things, the wonder and beauty of it is that we all have a unique place in this tapestry called Life.
Invariably, as the lines of our lives cross paths and intersect, we experience people who influence us in person, who persuade us
or attempt to sway us in a certain direction; both good and bad. We know that people take a turn for the worse… or for the better.
Of course, there is a fine line between love and hate, between pride and jealousy, between genius and insanity.
Lucille Ball once said, “Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.”
Every life experience leaves an invisible trail, similar to that of how ants communicate with each other.
Thus, the lines of our live, move, and take shape according to the roles we play.
Ultimately, what awaits us is what connects us.
You Have A Voice… Let’s Hear It!
How do you see your line of life connecting to others?
What images or ideas do you take away from this?
Anything you care to add to the picture?
I really appreciate all the learning I receive from others. Please contribute your thoughts here.
Thank you kindly! 🙂