I have lived only in cities all my life.
So, for the most part, my life has been grey. The sounds I would hear ranged
from loud police sirens, barking dogs, and the collective chatter of
pedestrians outside my apartment. Occasionally though, the chatter would die
down, the dogs would get tired, and criminals would pull their heist elsewhere.
It is ironic that with less things going on you can notice more things. The
silence was surreal and sometimes I would bask in this silence. I could hear
the water drops of the bathroom sink from my bedroom, the sound of my cat
scurrying about, the humming of electricity passing through my light bulb. So
many sounds that all the hustle and bustle of urban life would hide.
From Horowitz’s novel, it talks about how limited
our vision is. She said, “Our sensory system has a limited capacity, both in range and
in speed of processing” (Horowitz 11) I remember one time when I was reading The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan. I
loved that book to death. I read in as little as 5 hours. It was a really good
book. I was sitting on a chair, reading on a dining table. My dining table is
right besides my front door. Today me and my family where going to the mall. My
whole family would walk right pass me and through the front door. They waited
for me for 10 whole minutes before calling me on my cellphone, telling me to
get in the car. I could only focus on the pages before me. At that moment, I
could only see paper.
When we do something of interest, our mind
immediately sets up the brain to focus on the object. This is called attention.
Attention is the act of discarding all other visual and auditory stimuli except
towards the object. Horowitz said, “Attention
is an intentional, unapologetic discriminator. It asks what is relevant right now
and gears us up to notice only that.” This could not be truer. I was very busy on my
camping trip with the Boy Scouts. We went for a swim, played dodgeball, shot
some arrows, canoed, etc. My senses were so overwhelmed by all the moving and
the bright colors worn by all the boy scouts. At the end of all the excitement,
I went towards my hammock. When I laid down, I was finally able to see the
beautiful mountain in the distance. There was very little else to see besides
the mountain. I was awestruck. How did I miss something so big?
Hi Anthony! As I read your post I kept imagining how loud the police sirens and the dogs barking would have been. I could picture the calmness of everything once the loud sounds would be gone. I loved how you described everything. Good job!
ReplyDeleteHIIIIIIII!!!!!! Really good post. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think the main focus of your reflection is that when we silence our mind, we can truy appreciate everything.
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