In university, whether or not one admits it, a serious amount of selection and internalization of values occurs in every student. In the process, certain values are also downplayed and rejected - usually unconsciously. In my mind, one must make every effort to monitor this process since after university, it can only be reversed with much difficulty.
My reasoning - admittedly largely influenced by my drugs and behaviour class and somewhat neuroreductionist perspective - is as follows.
The older we get, the more we become accustomed to getting positive feelings or "reward effects" from certain activities. You study so you get that feeling of success you get from an A; you run for a runner's high; you write for a cathartic release; you party to wind down. And here's the catch: the older you get, the less willing (and seemingly able) you are to develop new skills (i.e. reward pathways) to fulfil your emotional/psychological needs. Maybe simply because adults have less time, they seem to need to experience certain feelings without much effort. Thus, though many people have always wanted to learn to play piano, few adults ever pick it up; they've already developed a creative outlet that now provides instant satisfaction.
So what's the point?
Simple: if you tell yourself you don't have time for theatre, correspondence, exercise, fun, cooking and eating ("essen" nicht "fressen"), volunteering, music, dance, caring about people, etc. because you're a student and studies are your priority, chances are you will never have time for them until retirement.
Life starts now.
Caveat
Of course, so much of this learning process takes place during the nearly two decades preceding university (or any of the many other things that can follow high school), but it's only after high school that we become fully responsible for it.
Recently I was visited by a very good friend who had just returned from a long walk in the woods, and I asked her what she had observed. 'Nothing in particular,' she replied. I might have been incredulous had I not been accustomed to such responses, for long ago I became convinced that the seeing see little.
How was it possible, I asked myself, to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I who cannot see find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, shaggy bark of a pine. In spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud, the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter's sleep. I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me.
-Helen Keller, Three Days to See (1933)
NB: Helen Keller was deaf-blind.
How was it possible, I asked myself, to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I who cannot see find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, shaggy bark of a pine. In spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud, the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter's sleep. I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me.
-Helen Keller, Three Days to See (1933)
NB: Helen Keller was deaf-blind.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Becoming yourself
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Nicolas! I have been waiting for a new blog post for a while... so glad to finally see this one. And I wholeheartedly agree; real life doesn't begin after any graduation. we're living it! sometimes this is a little frightening, eh?
Oddly enough, John Denver's song "I Want to Live" came on as I was reading your post. Incredibly fitting, as it's sort of an examination of whether "we" (whoever that is) are doing enough with our lives.
Anyway. It's funny how so many opportunities are thrown at us after high school, but we let the responsibility take over and sort of narrow-ize everything...
Hope you wrote that letter you were talking about.
dear hannah,
first, thanks for ending your post with "eh?" :) you're absolutely right, it can be frightening IF one thinks about it, and even burdensome if one dwells on it. but it can also be pretty exciting, like starting a new tradition - and being the lovely person you are, i think it should be more of the latter for you ;)
dear rachel,
thanks for you comment :) i actually haven't heard that john denver song before, so i'll have to look it up.
PS: i did write that letter last night.
PPS: thanks for the candy-gram!
"Becoming yourself" made me reflect on certain things for quite some time. Your blog has replaced my daily intake of vitamin capsules - I exaggerate but only mildly.
I agree; develop an intellectual mind and work on it (if I correctly understand). Good maxim. Thanks,
Appreciated it.
I love the Professor Riley style caveat. A little guity writing this as I sit in my little room considering studying while my friends are out having adventures hunting down the best cake in DC. Since no one is around, I can dance and sing like a fool though. Carpe noctum. I'm sick of grades. You like Yann Tiersen?
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