Martha’s Musicpad

The first sign I had that I was confronted with a lot to swallow - like the boa constrictor swallowing an elephant - was when I had to go back and reread the introduction to Emergence by Steven Johnson. The subject of the section is: slime mold - basically what it is. It had all seemed pretty sensible to me, using anecdotal and survey material together to “see” and get a new slant on common situations. Wrestling with Complexity Theory is not what I thought I wanted to sign on for when I jumped on board with our company’s interest in using anecdote circles to extract core values data for our friends and for our customers, but Complexity, as it turns out, is where I live now.
I don’t suppose there is any easy way to fathom the ocean, and right now I am delighted to be stretched and at the same time in over my head (to play havoc with my metaphors), but soon I hope to construct enough of a kiyak to paddle around in it.  Slime Mold.  Wow.  I think it is showing me my true self.  All the time I thought I had actual complex MOTIVES for the things I have done, but now?  Who knows?  Maybe it is all pheremones, after all.  Well, we’ll “see”.