Saturday, September 29, 2018

SUBLIMINAL EYEWITNESS ACCOUNTS

Justitia, Heemskerk

I wrote a blog two years ago titled The Catch recalling a memory of over sixty years that occurred when I was a boy playing in my first All Star baseball game.  And this memory has popped up in my mind’s eye off and on all of my life. It wasn’t an experience that the hundred or so other people who witnessed it were even aware of at the time. I alone knew that it was special.  I don’t recall the exact time or place or much else about the game, including whether we won or lost!  I just mainly remember the catch.  Leonard Mlodinow has written a book titled Subliminal about how our unconscious mind rules our behavior.  He covers some extraordinary new research on how our behavior and memory function.  Mlodinow notes that the unconscious tier of our mind is more fundamental than our conscious mind and it is the standard infrastructure in all vertebrate brains that ensures our survival and ability to pass along critical DNA genes.
 
The human sensory system sends the brain about eleven million bits of information each second.  The actual amount of information we can handle has been estimated to be fifty bits per second at most.  Scientists estimate that we are conscious of only about 5 percent of our cognitive function.  The majority goes beyond our awareness and makes our lives possible.  Even if our conscious mind is idle, our unconscious mind is always active!  That’s why it’s always a good idea to "sleep" on a vexing problem and awake with a solution.  One of the most important functions of our unconscious is processing data delivered by our eyes and about a third of our brain is devoted to processing vision.  We receive images in two dimensions and our unconscious creates three dimensions.  Many of us know that these images arrive upside down and our brain presents them to us right side up.  But did you know that there’s a blind spot right in the center of every image due to the connection between our retina and our brain?  However, the brain fills in the dead region based on the surrounding area.

There is a correlation between how the unconscious fills in the blanks for both our vision and our memories!  But that begs the question of how much of the result is accurate?  This question has far reaching implications for memory and eyewitness testimony.  Mlodinow relates that “The organization Innocence Project analyzed hundreds of people exonerated on the basis of postconviction DNA testing and found 75 percent had been imprisoned because of inaccurate eyewitness identification.  About seventy-five thousand police lineups take place each year and statistics on those show that 20 to 25 percent of the time witnesses make a choice that the police know is incorrect because these are ‘known innocents’ used to fill out the lineup.”

Our human memory system is far from perfect, but it’s good enough to retain the deep structure or gist of a situation and doesn’t let the surface structure which we only retain for seconds get in the way.  Later our unconscious fills in the estimated details based on our experience.  And if we bring a certain memory up repeatedly over time, we begin to remember the memory, not the original event.  I’ve read that we actually never recall the original event but our last memory of the event which may by now be somewhat corrupted, as in eyewitness accounts.

Mlodinow questions “Are we often wrong but never in doubt?  We might all benefit from being less certain, even when a memory seems clear and vivid.”

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

GROUND ZERO 2004



Ground Zero, New York, NY

I took this photo in 2004 at ground zero in New York City. Three years after radical terrorists flew into the twin World Trade Towers the area had been reduced to a gigantic hole in the ground with a lone cross fashioned out of twisted structural steel rising out of the ashes. The cab driver that took us there solemnly mentioned that she will forever hear the pings of the perished first responders’ locators that were hopelessly sounding for days afterwards.  A member of our church was in the south tower when the second plane hit above the floor where he and others were having a business meeting.  As they evacuated down a stairway, they passed many of these responders going the other way, a memory that is seared into his mind forever. 

As we approached the security fence a handwritten message caught my eye.  We instantly knew that we were standing on hallowed ground as we reverently read the heartfelt message; "We will never forget!  May all your souls rest in peace with God in the eternal heavens."  The memory of that day will be forever with all of us.

 May the 3,000 innocent souls that perished on that bright September day in 2001 rest in peace. God must be continually asking, “When will they ever learn”?

Tuesday, September 4, 2018

SPIRIT WIND

NATIVE AMERICAN WIND SYMBOL

SPIRIT WIND
“The wind gives our children the spirit of life.”—Chief Seattle

They say that God is in the wind and as a boy growing up in the windy mid-western Kansas plains I came to instinctively sense this. I was keenly aware of this especially as I hunted the prairie grasses for wild quail and prairie chickens while the ubiquitous winds carried them away ahead of me.  Jesus mentioned in John 3:8 (just before the well-known John 3:16 verse) that “God’s Spirit is like the wind that blows wherever it wishes. You hear its sound, but you don’t know where it comes from or where it is going.” God made his presence known at Pentecost via a violent wind, fire, and his Holy Spirit.  However, when Elijah needed a message in 1 Kings 19 there was a great wind, an earthquake and finally a fire, but God was not in any of these.  Then God’s message came in a gentle whisper.  It’s up to us to be aware and many times to retreat from the chaos and noise of the world around us and simply listen humbly and quietly to the silence born on gentle breezes.

God has communicated to humankind over the centuries verbally, with angels, in dreams, and through His Son. Since the time of that revelation of himself over 2,000 years ago, he is more to be felt than seen.  I’ve been fascinated by Native Americans because I believe they lived a harsh but harmonious life out in God’s creation every day of their lives. They were convinced of the existence of a Great Spirit and the sacredness of the earth. They viewed winds as the personification of a divine messenger and an autonomous living force.  They observed the path of the winds to be this divine being sweeping through the land.  And they considered this being to be a counselor, a term that also defines the role of the Holy Spirit.  The Navajo, Apache and Hopi use a diamond shape to symbolize the powerful four-fold nature of the four winds: freedom, eternity, unity and balance.

It’s interesting to note that both the Hebrew and Greek words for wind, breath and spirit are the same. God breathed life into the first human beings. The air around us has been described as the kingdom of the heavens. We certainly can’t survive without it. Is it merely composed of natural elements like oxygen and carbon dioxide, or is there something more transparent and spiritual at work in this rarefied air?

When we’re out in God’s creation and enjoying the experience of the life he has given to us, we can begin to feel his presence. I believe God is in these winds more so than anything else in his created universe. And these caressing breezes provide a closeness for some of the most sublime moments in our life as a child of God.

In the Old Testament book of Ezekiel, the prophet had a vision of God leading him to a valley of dry human bones. The dry bones represented the hopelessly and spiritually dead condition of the people. And God told Ezekiel to prophesy that the breath of the four winds would come and breathe into those slain, that they might live. And life was restored as the bones rose up and lived again! Once God breathes His spirit back into a people, they will have new life! 

"Tell me a fact and I’ll learn. Tell me a truth and I’ll believe. But tell me a story and it will live in my heart forever.” – Native American proverb

Saturday, September 1, 2018

WAVES OF GRACE

Sunrise Waves

Light beams of grace are carried on timeless waves, wash over us, and are absorbed in the muted stillness between each arrival.

BE THE WAVE.