24th March 2021
Trees are natural fractals.
Each tree, right from the trunk to each and every leaf tip, is a copy of the one that came before it. Fractals are described as self-similar because they are endless inclusions of similar patterns with similar patterns. Fractals can feel familiar to us because they are everywhere in nature: whether we are looking at trees, flowers, rivers or mountains, all of nature is constantly revealing its inherent fractal patterns if and when we truly stop and bother to look.
As Ben Weiss explains, “whenever you observe a series of patterns repeating over and over again, at many different scales, and where any small part resembles the whole, that's a fractal.”
Looking at fractals is like looking at ourselves in a mirror and seeing our reflected image recurring into ever-reducing infinity; slowly ebbing away into eternity and yet never really going anywhere. Or does it? Do we (or our image) finally go somewhere in the end? We’ve all seen it, all done it - stood and stared at ourselves and our multi-mirrored image - and it has left us with an intangible yet nevertheless palpable unease inside. Some say they even feel a bit queasy when they glance at their own eternally, recurring image in the mirror and so why would that be? What is it that makes us feel so uncomfortable looking at our self-similar selves in the mirror when, in actual fact, if we stare at the birds and the bees, the flowers and the trees (it’s probably true to say everything living and breathing outdoors in the real world in nature), it has the opposite effect of making us feel so at peace, so calm, so comforted?
Ahhhh, perhaps the answer is no more than a strange question, an answer only some will choose to hear and which others will choose to ignore.
If fractals are never-ending patterns, there’s proof right there that infinity or eternity exists. If we cut to the chase, the nub of the strange question must therefore go something like this:
‘If the pattern is never-ending, the image forever eternal, how can we ever truly die?
Ahhhh, no wonder some feel a bit queasy since not everyone dares to go there. Not everybody wants to think about this.
What if we don’t actually die? What if we, like the rest of nature, find ourselves in an eternal cycle of transformation and evolution? What if we do actually live beyond the frail and flimsy veil of our current physicality – so that we are essentially and mathematically the same self-similar beings – but on a different scale, in a different dimension? What would be the implications of that?
I believe some may embrace the change, the concept of eternal life and living, and think it beautiful that God created something so wonderful that we all get to experience this and keep growing from this – together, forever, every living being.
However, shame may be a sentiment felt by many. Shame for what we’ve done to ourselves, how we’ve behaved towards each other, for how we’ve betrayed, denied and marginalised many other living beings on the planet. Regret may be another for all the same reasons. But these would only be the considerations that would come to those who think of others and not just themselves. For the majority of narcissists out there blindly fumbling around any of these concepts, wouldn’t they quite literally be scared to death (if that’s possible?) worrying what the mirrored fractal consequences of their mindless, self-obsessive consumption-driven lifestyles might be? Would they find themselves wondering whether karma really does exist and, if so, does it apply to everyone or can you buy your way out of it like everything else in the consumer-driven western world?
Surely the bigger implications of living in eternity lean towards asking ourselves honest questions about how we want to transform ourselves and what we hope to evolve into? Surely, it lies within everyone’s nature to want to be the biggest and best version of ourselves ever, to evolve into something extraordinarily excellent, magnificent, great?
I think these questions resonate with most of us. The biggest differences lie in their interpretation and our answers will fall generally into two camps: Do we think of something nicer than what we currently have and therefore dream to be bigger and better for our (small-minded) selves? Or do we want to be cosmically greater than our wildest imaginings could hope to dream of for the betterment of everyone and everything on the planet?
I think it depends on where we are in life, and what we want from and see possible in the art of living as to what we want to make manifest in our lives. If we choose big houses, green lawns, fine jewellery, cars and planes as our marker, we’ve confused the art of possessing with the art of living.
If, on the other hand, we as human beings choose to spend more time outside immersing ourselves in nature’s fractals (where we need not spend one single penny, euro or cent!) - silently staring at the self-similar patterns in nature that surround us - seeing, loving, appreciating and enjoying the wonder and the beauty of it all, communicating with our cousins in nature, the ones who have not lost the answers- we would undoubtedly each come to understand more about our own place in the wider cosmos and what we should be doing – at the soul-level - with the remaining days of our lives.
I know my place. And I know what I should be doing because I go and talk to the fractals all the time. And I get answers. And the people who immerse themselves in nature with me – watching and being part of the bigger fractal picture - they get answers too.
In fact, it would probably be fair to say that we would all come to know who we are and why we’re here on this planet in this very place and time if we all re-connected with nature, immersing ourselves back into the bosom from whence we came with full acknowledgment and acceptance of the truth. We would unquestionably be much nicer to ourselves and to each other, willing and capable of giving and receiving loving compassion and kindness to every living being that shares this same Earth space with us.
How can I be so sure, you may ask? Why would we bother to do this?
The answer is simple if you would only go spend some solitary time in nature to see the self-similar patterns; the fractals. We are all nature. We are all one. We are fractals. What we do to each other, we do to ourselves. We are ourselves self-similar patterns in nature – just like everything else around us. We can turn a blind eye and steer away from our roots in nature, distorting ourselves unnaturally so that our mirrored images become ugly. Or we can choose to step up in the true light of day and reveal ourselves and re-align our natural inner beauty with the beauty of the natural world - shining brightly in the same light as the rest of our cousins - being and existing in truth and honesty.
When we cut down our forests, the lungs of the planet Earth and all that live on her, we irrevocably damage the landscape and ourselves: we vilify nature’s fractals and thus our own. We are each other’s mirrored image, if only we could be bold and honest enough to see.
Fractals are never-ending patterns and I believe they will repair: nature will have her way in the end. In between times, we can continue eking out the damage that we’re doing to the planet and to each other and pretend that it’s not happening until karma catches up with us one day and forces us to finally sit up and watch as our karmic actions are mirrored back onto ourselves. That time is nigh.
Or we can desist right now. We can be honest with ourselves and simply stop doing what we know is wrong today. And then, maybe, finally, just for once in human history, we can start to do what’s right for ourselves, for each other and for every living being.
Do what’s right for every natural fractal.