I love force, resistance, gravity, motion, physics even, although it doesn’t take much to leave me behind and “whoosh” over the top of my head. I love the physical world and how it relates to the spiritual, and all integrates to become a part of the human experience.
In people we can pretty much sum up our behavior as either the act of resisting or yielding. Force and motion. It’s a simplistic explanation, a bit like X’s and O’s on a computer, but that is pretty much what we do, we resist or we yield, to ideas, thoughts, forces of nature, and other people. We say yes or no. X or O.
I’m a bit lazy, so I prefer the yielding. Sure, we can probably figure out how to make water run uphill, but why? Isn’t it easier to just go with the flow? Shouldn’t we just work within nature, respect those forces and allow them to propel us forward? It’s a perspective that tends to lean more towards the female side of things.
There is still a time and place for resisting however, nor am I particularly compliant about, well, much of anything. What fascinates me however is that so much of our human nature seems to involve resisting the good things, the beneficial things, the positive. We’ll yield to the bad, cling to them fiercely even. In general however, what we tend to resist the most, is the good things. I have no idea why.
I do this frequently myself. For instance, I love to take a walk twice a day. It’s healthy, it’s pleasant, it keeps me in shape, it gives me time to myself. The moment I go to do it however, inertia strikes! Talk about resistance lining up against me, both within and without. While I am busy trying to talk myself out of doing something I enjoy, someone will have hidden my shoes and the phone will ring. Seriously, no joke here, trying to get out of my house can be a major challenge. It is as if the entire universe has conspired against me and unleashed some physical forces I haven’t even heard of.
For those who don’t know, inertia is “the resistance of any physical object to any change in its state of motion, including changes to its speed and direction. It is the tendency of objects to keep moving in a straight line at constant velocity.”
It is the bane of my existence.
Also, “velocity” doesn’t necessarily mean speed, as in fast, it’s simply a measurement of something moving and what direction it is traveling in. A turtle or snail creeping along could be said to have a velocity, I suppose, although that does sound a bit ridiculous.
Inertia really drives me crazy, in myself and in other people. We tend to like to stay the course, even subconsciously, even when we know it doesn’t work. They like to say the definition of insanity is doing the same darn thing over and over again and expecting different results, and yet that is frequently the very nature of human beings.
Sometimes it is a simple matter of, “since you now have a head ache, perhaps you should just stop banging your head on that wall?” Nothing is ever that simple however, not if it has to do with people. We are often just too smart for our own good.
And sometimes, if we bang our heads on that brick wall long enough, it does indeed come tumbling down. God willing.