A Wrinkle in College Park
By SunbonnetSmart.com on February 05, 2012
Second in a series of three.
If a tree falls in a forest and there is no one there to hear it, does it make a noise?
If I can't see, touch, taste, hear or smell something, does it exist? If I am sitting in the same space as I was in 1975, but I am physically in 2012, where am I if I am thinking about being there in 1975?
If the University of Maryland Terrapin is painted like Kermit the Frog, is he a Terrapin or Kermit?
Can he be both? Do they both exist in the same space?
Can I be in both 1975 and 2012 at the same time?
Large Terrapins were creatively painted and placed all over the
University of Maryland Campus. It was only natural that love for
Jim Henson result in this "logically extreme" Kermit Terrapin.
It seems only natural that while I was sitting down drinking my coffee and reading my new book, my mind would wander to the powers of the mind as they relate to time and space. How in the world could it be almost forty years since the Co-op opened: almost forty years since I ate my first alfalfa sprout, hummus and whole wheat sandwich?
Maybe because there is a large Department of Engineering at the University of Maryland, College Park, and maybe, because of the book and movie The Secret, there is a wide current interest in studying quantum mechanics. Yes, a casual study of light, energy, time, matter and reality is popular, judging by the selections on YouTube, and I feel a part of it. Or, maybe because Kermit the Frog was beckoning to the space time continuum located in my corner of the Co-op, I couldn't keep my mind on reading my book.
Quantum Mechanics has lots to say about space,
time and creating your own reality.
First, I saw Craig coming through the door of the Co-op, I couldn't believe the coincidence that he would be coming into the Co-op right here, right now. But, wait was he there? No, no not there. That was years ago. Craig dated my girlfriend Carol. I wonder how she is? No wait, they got married in 1976. I was there for the wedding. So strange. It seems so real. Geeze! That guy over there! I know him! Phil! I always liked Phil. No, wait...it couldn't be him. This person is young, Phil would be forty years older...I don't know that I would want to call to him anyway. It would seem if he hasn't called me by now, he's not going to.
Everywhere in the Co-op, I saw auras and beacons of
other dimensions, no wait, those were just art student's
canvases hung up on the walls...or were they?
Going back and forth between two time periods reminded me of my favorite book of childhood, A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle. The most amazing concept it presented was time and space travel illustrated by an ant on a string. If you take an ant and let it walk across a length of string you hold between your hands, it takes a certain length of time for it to walk from one hand to the other.
But, if you hold the same string in your hands and bring your hands together, the ant can travel from one end of the string to the other, covering the same length of space represented by the string, but in a much shorter period of time. And in an amazingly ironic twist, this is the fiftieth publication anniversary of A Wrinkle in Time.
Fifty years! How could that be!?!? Published in 1962? Oh my goodness, it seems like only yesterday. Through what worm hole have I traveled? One minute, I'm taking A Wrinkle in Time out of the library with my very own library card---varoom!---the next minute I'm sitting at the University Food Co-op celebrating a half century of publication. Very strange...
Worm holes and stargates of the mind are powerful moderators
of reality. Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real you
continued reacting to it even after awakening? Was it a dream?
Or were you actually there?
Trying to get firmly back into the present, I intentionally ignored images from the 1970s and thoughts of my childhood. I had a good book to read and some great food to eat, and I knew nothing would keep me anchored like a hot cup of coffee. I limited my thoughts in order to concentrate on my new book, Becoming Flame, the venture into Mother Daughter wisdom written by one of BlogHer's own muses, Isabel Anders.
After spinning through worm holes and peeking into stargates at the Co-op, it was a relief to finally settle down and settle into a good book. This, I had been told, was a good book. And never mind that Isabel Anders was mentored by A Wrinkle in Time's author, Madeleine L'Engle, who wrote the introduction to Ms. Anders' book, Awaiting the Child.
Surely reading a few chapters of Becoming Flame would be calming and not result in deep reflection and undue mental exercise. I would be able to relax with this unassuming publication and move on to the rest of my day with a clear head...
...or would I?
Next: Share Becoming Flame by Isabel Anders
This post features an original acrylic painting,
Nebula Painting #1,
by Jenna Parry, a Univeristy of Maryland studio art student.
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