Obviously he isn’t, since he died years ago, and while this may be a creepy thought to ponder, I am the kind of girl who likes being intellectually stimulated sometimes.
I adore what came out of science this past week. When I heard that one of Einstein’s theories had been proved “right” (things in science actually are never proved “right”-theories are only supported or unsupported. No one is ever right in the science world. Sorry not sorry if that kinda burst your bubble.) I of course had to look it up.
I am NOT a scientist. I studied exercise physiology at the University of Miami and graduated with my degree in 2009, and did most of my graduate work before I left school. I have one semester left of my master’s and little to no desire to go back and finish. Doesn’t mean I won’t do it, I just don’t want to do it right now.
It also means that I still love to learn things and have my brain tickled by awesome new info that blows my mind.
Basically, how I understand this, is that Einstein predicted that the universe created gravity when two giant black holes smashed into each other. The resulting waves from their crash sent ripples and waves out into the universe that were actually waves of gravity.
Seriously, though, who thinks of that?!
Clearly super-awesome and super-bored Austrian desk clerks in 1905 who have nothing better to do than ponder the birth of the universe. To be specific: one Austrian desk clerk.
Yeah, THAT desk clerk.
Being a yoga teacher, here is what that whole image brought up in my brain: two massive black things slamming into each other, creating enough energy so that I have the ability to walk around on planet earth and not float away.
That image has made every single conflict in my life seem so much more acceptable now.
Now, to transition back into actual yoga-teacher language (because that IS what I am, folks), we individually are all universes.
Scientists for decades have been speaking to the obvious similarities between our physical bodies and the universe itself: our cells are like the stars in the sky, the planet sin our solar system are skin to the organs in our bodies. The spinning of atoms and molecules are super-similar to the orbits of planets around our sun. Everything in life is in constant rotation, constant flux, and perpetual movement in some way, shape or form. Only yogis and scientists have spoken about the vibrational energy that everything in the universe exists in, only that the yogis get laughed at and the scientists get Nobel prizes.
Yoga teachers, of course, don’t work for Nobel prizes. Or any prize for that matter.
It amazed me when I went to the soundbowl meditation at greenmonkey yoga that the teacher leading the meditation, Jill Rapperport, spoke of Max Planck and the Max Planck Institute in Germany. One of the most prestigious schools for science in the world, Max Planck recognized that atoms are made up of mostly space, and that the only thing that kept the pieces of these things together was attractions and vibrations.
How great is it that we now live in a world and in a time where we have microscopes and telescopes powerful enough to allow us to actually see these things for ourselves? The vibration of atoms at work, the work of telescopes seeing giant space-bodies running into each other, and the ability to record the sounds they make (apparently they hit the note C) and to be able to experience these things as they are happening. Also, the artwork on the marker board at the studio where I teach, greenmonkey yoga, just happened to have Einstein. Coincidence? I think not.
This made me realize one awesome thing: if it’s possible that’s how our world began some six million years ago, who is to say that those scientists who discovered this last week didn’t just technically witness the birth of a new planet or solar system capable of supporting life in this universe?
Maybe they just witness the formation of our new neighbors arriving in another ten thousand years!
Possibility in our lives is truly as limitless as the universe itself. Sometimes soul-crushing and deafening conflict is exactly what we need in our lives in order to grow, because that is what the universe itself uses in order to grow. If we are part of this universe, then it would only make sense that we, too, grow as the universe grows: in a space of seeming-struggle and challenge.
So, today, when you read this or when you get out of bed tomorrow morning, and groggily make your cup of coffee in the kitchen, conjure up a sense of gratitude for the power of gravity and gravitational pull.
Be grateful for the accident that was that black-hole collide that brought us this wonderful planet over six million years ago, and for all the other accidents along the way that brought us this great blue dot and brought you here to where you are right now.
There is no question that you are meant to be here, and that you have something you need to do.
So go out there and make mistakes. Make mistakes in order to grow. Stumble, blunder, fuck up, run into things, let things run into you. You have no idea how these accidents could end up serendipitous in the end, nor how you can positively affect the change in not only your life, but the lives of everyone around you.
There may be creatures on another planet eagerly waiting at their telescope for you to do something awesome and they want to see it, too.
Einstein, I raise the next beer I drink in your honor.