Posted in My Vivid Memories

My Vivid Memories: Star Trek

It’s becoming evident to me that I have a vivid memory of many events in my life. Are they accurrate? I don’t know.
They are based upon my feelings and mental pictures associated with certain moments.
I’ve tested those that I could and found that the people and places were real. I also know my feelings about them are strong and unchanging too. So however I interpreted an event, I can often figure out that it actually happened by investigating the time period with other clues like naming the people involved even small things like their pet’s name or describing the buildings.

With that said, I want to describe some of MY moments to document them in my blog. I’m able to trigger other family members to recall some events just by my detailed descriptions on occasion but sometimes they think I’m just making it up. I’ve come to trust my memory more than theirs because their inability to remember things isn’t any kind of conclusive evidence that they never happened.

I saw the following post about a Star Trek episode this morning. I loved the ‘out of this world’ ideas in Star Trek even as a child.
I remember sitting on a neighbor’s couch watching the episode and enjoying it. I was eleven and my parents were friends-as a couple-with the neighbors. Their name was Jensen. The adults were in the kitchen making small talk. The neighbor’s son, Steve, was being distractive and goofy, and I was watching this very episode at his house on his TV. I don’t recall if my siblings were there, but they probably were.
It’s not that the memory is something worth telling, it’s the vivid aspect of it. All of it surrounding, and brought back, by this episode of Star Trek which I was thoroughly involved with when it aired in 1967. I had tuned out my surroundings and focused fully on it. Pun intended, I was transported back to being eleven years old and I can “see” the characters on the TV.
Recalling the event has been a surprising delight. Right down to the butterflies in my stomach over the story which I found ‘fascinating’!
I assumed for years that everyone saw numerically sequenced displays in 3D maps in their heads and around them because I did. But over the course of my life, I couldn’t find others who knew what I was talking about. At 60 years old, I discovered that I have Spatial Sequence Synthesesia. I’ve made other posts on the topic.
Now, I’m trying to figure out if other people have detailed vivid memories like I described because my family gives me the same odd looks when I bring them up as they did when I once talked about ‘seeing’ numbers.
The link to the post that ‘triggered’ my memory is below. It’s not important unless you’re a Star Trek fan. I just wanted to document it for my granddaughters’ sake.
Let me know if you have such vivid memories.
I’ll be starting a new category to document some of my own as part of my blogging journal.
Happy Sunday!

Posted in Words 'n' such Poetry

Weekend Writing Prompt #301- When We Soar

Tarzan, I tried and Cas on Pinterest

Treetops together form a canopy.
What a perfectly beautiful place to be.
Oh, views from there, will set you free!

TV’s Tarzan swung on vines in mid-air.
A treetop, monkey business, and daring, affair.
Kids, like me, dreamt of living up there.

Imagination empowers us ready to soar.
Treetops can definitely be reached and MORE!
Next step, “Where no one has gone before”.


Posted in Book Reviews, Sideshows

Book Review~Blink by Malcolm Gladwell

I am reading the book Blink by Malcolm Gladwell. It is the first nonfiction for our book club and I am facilitating it at our June meeting.

Psychology is, in the famous words of Mr. Spock, fascinating. This book is very well written. It is a gripping journey into our instinctual selves. The clip above, kept coming to my mind. If you didn’t know already, in my opinion, everything I need to know about life can be found in Star Trek. I couldn’t find the longer clip that I desired for this post. It goes on to have the Captain tell Spock that he is thrilled that Spock was willing to guess in order to guide the ship home safely. Spock is then told by Dr. McCoy that the captain trusts Spock’s guesses more than most people’s facts.

Many of us have disregarded our instincts in favor of study and contemplation. The book points out that our instincts, even when we cannot explain them, often can guide us better.

There are exceptions, especially when are psyche is drawing upon stereotypes. An interesting chapter deals with racial and gender stereotypes. Overall, the” judging a book by its cover”saying is put to the test over and over.

I have yet to finish the book but already recommend it to anyone who also has an interest in the human experience.