A Voyage into Hyperspace

Not so long ago, being in a space which had more than three dimensions was considered the domain of science fiction.

Today we speak of spaces unheard of before. And what is more, we are now able to meet in them. Physical geography is no longer the determinant for meeting to take place. 

Human beings interconnected through computers and telecommunications find themselves in cyberspace, which has its own special architecture. Units of information are organized into connected associations known as links or hypertext links. By clicking on a link the traveller in cyberspace is transported from one place to another. 

As each individual location is connected to many others, the resulting web consists of the total number of individual locations and all of their interconnections, and is referred to as hyperspace. 

In the world of science fiction, hyperspace refers to a space with four or more dimensions. In this multi-dimensional environment the conventional space-time relationship does not apply, making it possible to travel at a speed faster than light. 

I came across the use of the word “hyperspace” in a recent review of an event held this past weekend in the Burj Park at the foot of the Burj Khalifa. 

Having performed live at the Acropolis, Taj Mahal and the Forbidden City in China, composer and musician Yanni chose the Burj Kahlifa as his latest concert venue. 

On a stage lit up in blue and purple, Yanni told the crowd that he and his musicians came hoping to take the audience away from their everyday lifestyle if only for a short while. 

“And as if on cue the band burst into Voyage, a flamboyant and extravagant song that could have been made in hyperspace.” 

In hyperspace, each location is interconnected to many others. Enter me.

Watching the event from our balcony, I picked up my iPad when I noticed the Dubai Fountains dancing, and began to film. Although set to some other piece of music, it appeared to me as if they were dancing to Yanni’s Voyage. 

I was transported into another world, a world where synchronicities are not uncommon. I have written about synchronicity elsewhere, but since this weekend I have wondered much whether synchronicities are not there all the time but we cannot always see them. 

@conscire tweeted recently: “Kairos is the time of the sacred, the time of Synchronicity. Chronos, clock time, is nothing more than a construct of the mind.”

Voyages into hyperspace will become more common. They require an acute awareness, a mindfulness of all that is around and within us. The voyages will be both inward and outward and to nowhere, as we discover that every space and every moment is everywhere. Some call this everyhere. I call it here2here.

Grounded Flight

It is approaching Spring in South Africa and in Pretoria buds and blossoms are beginning to appear here and there.  The general impression when looking at the landscape, however, is still one of dryness. 

When we lived in Germany and returned to South Africa for a visit, the first thing our children commented on at the time was the soil. They noticed that in their opinion South African soil is red while German soil is brown! 

Reminded of that while driving through to Pretoria recently, I wondered how many of us even notice the color of the soil in the area we live. Habits blend us into our surroundings. Surroundings reinforce habits. Perspectives become limited unless consciously challenged. Horizons are narrow unless broadened by awareness.

Returning home to a town once lived in, things never noticed before, suddenly glare at one.   Nothing has changed except the viewer who has gained distance not only physically, but emotionally as well.

Distance lends enchantment to the view, the saying goes but that I feel is only one side of the story.  Distance also enables one to see perspectives not visible from within a particular environment.

In the past, such distance could only be gained by physically moving away.  This was the privilege of a minority and so cultural habits and beliefs were reinforced from one generation to the next.

Today modern travel but more especially technology, has blasted this all apart.  People of different cultural backgrounds can meet online, beliefs are suddenly challenged, new ways of doing things become apparent. 

If I so wish, I can look at pictures of soil in Germany or soil in South Africa, or soil in wherever, read about it or even chat to personages knowledgeable in that field.  

The challenge, however, is two-fold. Perspectives need to be broadened, but at the same time we need to be grounded.

We need to feel the soil beneath our feet, if not barefoot, then through mindful awareness of the sensation of connecting with the ground as we walk. We need to be aware of where we are at and where we are coming from, especially when online where the temptation could be to escape.

As we realize that the other is not so other as always imagined - similarities outweigh our differences; we all want to be happy; we all wish to be freed from suffering; soil may vary but it is still soil - we open ourselves to new dimensions of being. 

here2here offers such dimensions. We meet here, are here together, but at the same time are each somewhere else. 

In such a “place”, in such a “space”, perspectives can only broaden. More importantly, however, mutual acceptance and hospitality allow the collective, meeting here2here, to be grounded in a dimension invisible to the physical eye, sometimes visible to the eye of contemplation, but definitely visible to the eye of Spirit. 

Collective consciousness, shared participation, shared responsibility and shared innovation are soils rich in potential, waiting to be stepped into, holding out gifts of creativity in ways unimagined before.

Let's feel the soil beneath our feet as we take off!

Storytelling and Scheherezade

Up until a little while ago, Scheherezade and Linda had never met. Separated by distance and time, their paths had failed to cross. 

A child of the east, Scheherezade came into being, once upon a time, before the 9th century. Born in Africa in the 20th century, with ancestors from Europe, Linda was very much a child of the west.

Once, when she was a young girl, Linda had attended a symphony concert. Fascinated by Rimsky-Korsakov's "Scheherazade" she went out to buy the record. Each time the needle met the vinyl disc, the haunting sounds of the music would issue forth, and Linda would feel herself caught up in another world.

She did not know that Scheherazade was the name of the daughter of a vizier, or even that Rimsky-Korsakov was Russian. No one told her, and because she did not have easy access to one, she did not research any of this in an encyclopedia.

Many years later, air travel made it easier to cover great distances, and Linda found herself living in the Middle East.

One morning, while waiting for her coffee in a Starbucks, Linda picked up the magazine section of a daily newspaper, only to be confronted with a picture of Scheherazade on the front cover. Their paths had crossed anew. 

After reading the article, Linda immediately went home to google Scheherazade and learn more about her. Memories of music once loved, came flooding back, and YouTube allowed Linda to relive them.

She found the newspaper article online and continued her research.  

At one stage, to take a break,  Linda stepped into her Twitter stream. To her amazement, she was met with these tweets: 

@qsedki “King in 1001 Nights represents the reactive rash part of us. Shehrazade represents the thinking considerate part.” - Chris Payne #TEDxAlain

@qsedki “I think Shehrazade didn’t have stories beforehand. I think she conjured them up right at that moment.” - Chris Payne #TEDxAlain

@qsedki “We can either be reactive or we can think and consider how we want to live our lives and take the necessary risks” - Chris Payne #TEDxAlain

Very much conscious of synchronicity, iPad in hand, she mailed the tweets to herself for later use.

Technology had brought two women together and allowed them to meet. By means of it Scheherazade was able to tell Linda her story. She could recount how she had offered to spend the night with a king who, angered by his wife's infidelity, had taken to marrying a virgin ever day and then having her beheaded! 

She told Linda how on that first night she began telling a story but then did not complete it. His curiosity sparked, and wanting to hear the end of the tale, the king spared her life for a day. The next night she not only finished telling the tale but began another, stopping yet again before its completion. Her stories fell into many genre and often she incorporated tales within tales.

This continued for a thousand and one nights, by which time the king had fallen in love with her and she had borne him three children. Made a wiser and kinder man by her presence and her tales, the king spared her life and made her his queen.

Linda listened in awe. And then it struck her!

Each one of us is a Scheherazade. Each one of us has a story to tell and today's technology makes it possible for each story to be heard. The space we inhabit here, allows each one of us to be not only the audience but also the storyteller. This is global theatre and global storytelling on a grand scale.

Scheherezade told stories within stories. Digital storytelling is able to contain links within links. Storytelling becomes visual, oral and written simultaneously, and interactive technology allows teller and listener to merge.

It is an age where individuals and thereby whole cultures can meet on a daily basis. Stereotypes can be broken down and  perspectives broadened, as we discover how the "other" is not so "other" after all.

Linda turned to Scheherazade and asked her if, for the purpose of her blog, she might allow her to change her name to Schere2herezade. 

She only smiled. The story had begun again :)