One of the fun things about being retired is that I have time (or take time) to notice. Recently, I noticed that I was noticing things going on around me that reminded me of things I used to teach. Since I taught psychology, this means I get to notice people in new ways. Now, I know this sounds odd: “You were teaching these things but didn’t notice them?” It’s a different experience, just sitting and noticing, for no reason other than that these things are so fascinating, so hugely entertaining in their real-life forms.
A case in point:


Maria Montessori said that “play is the work of the child.” And here, before my very eyes, in a neighborhood diner on a Saturday morning, are two children hard at work. These early bits of “knowledge” may seem trivial and primitive next to what these children will later do with their minds. But they are the building blocks of their future understanding of the world: how to pilot a bike through an obstacle course, coordinate services on a disaster response team, or calculate the trajectory of a galaxy retreating into distant space/time. It’s incredible to watch.
And then, of course, there are the less inspiring examples of psychological principles at work:
I recently caught myself in a moment of firmly believing that something would happen simply because I wanted it to happen so badly. Psychologists call this “magical thinking”: imagine it hard enough, and poof, it's real! Little kids do this a lot (crossing fingers, magical chants, etc.) and adults, apparently, have a share, too.
On another occasion, I experienced a momentary return to infancy. Very young babies don’t really know that there is a world outside of them, one that exists even when they aren’t sensing it. Then, they start getting it that things continue to exist despite them. It’s called “object permanence.” So now, knowing that things still exist even when they can’t see them, they can start looking for missing objects. At one point in this process, if they lose something, they look for it where they last found it—even if they “know” it’s not there. Like, they saw a ball disappear under the couch, but they don’t see it there. So they look under the chair, where they found it yesterday. OK, so I lost my keys. I checked my jacket pocket. Not there. I looked elsewhere, no luck. I went back to my jacket pocket. Not there. Checked elsewhere. No luck. Back to the jacket … Need I say more?

My own recent encounter with this had to do with my now famous coyote. The day after I photographed her, I felt an irresistible urge to walk exactly the same route hoping that she would be there. Of course, I “knew” that where I walked had nothing to do with where she was, but that route was lucky the day before, so … Superstitious behavior, for sure.
Or was it object permanence (She was here when I lost her)? Or magical thinking (I wish so much that she’d be there)? Or all of those?
The trifecta of cognitive glitches all in one experience. There must be a name for that, too.
Or was it object permanence (She was here when I lost her)? Or magical thinking (I wish so much that she’d be there)? Or all of those?
The trifecta of cognitive glitches all in one experience. There must be a name for that, too.
Does that mean you DIDN'T see the coyote? Try the jacket pocket again!
ReplyDeleteThat's it! I knew she must be waiting for me somewhere!
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