Friday, June 27, 2008

The age of curiosity

This is what I have been up to lately...

Taking another leap of faith

From infancy, humans evolve mentally and physically. We go from crawling to walking to running and jumping. But some of us jump farther than others.
Three years ago, I took a 10,000-foot jump from an airplane with a tandem master at Adventure Center Skydiving Inc. in Hollister to celebrate my 21st birthday. Although my nerves were shaky – especially after passing a speeding ambulance before getting to the airport – the instructor assured us the process itself is extremely safe, saying that the most dangerous part of skydiving is walking into the door.
This month, I took another leap of faith.
I joined a friend and autocross junkie at Thunderhill Park Raceway in Willows for an open test day. It involved taking 15 turns on a 3-mile course in his Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution.
After putting on a long-sleeve shirt in the 90-degree weather, securing a helmet on my head, locking my car seat snuggly in place and gripping whatever part of the car I could for security, we were ready. He inched the car toward the lineup, waited for the green light and soon enough we were zipping around corners and up hills, topping out at 120 miles per hour with approximately 15 other cars.
And we were both grinning from ear to ear while we whizzed around the track with the scenery changing quickly. The thrill of it all helped me forget what I had seen on the track just a few hours earlier: a car catch fire and a brushfire.
There was something about the experience that gave me a greater appreciation for every second of my life. Not only for the adrenaline rush it created, but also for the knowledge that the other drivers were car enthusiasts and thus took the rules of the road seriously.
Extreme sports have roots in 1960s countercultural movements, and they have grown especially popular since the late 1980s. There is still debate about what makes a sport “extreme” – is it the level of danger or the fatality rate?
People who take part in such activities use their skills and experience to control the risks. Many see autocross as a fun way to learn safely car control, handling techniques and braking. And because nearly everyone is there to learn, it is often safer than a cross-country road trip or a short drive home from a friend’s house on Fourth of July weekend.
One of my thrill-seeking friends reminded me that people are always looking for some sort of stimulation, whether it’s through amazing food, a good laugh or physically strenuous or dangerous activities.
A 1998 UCLA study reported the discovery of two types of mutant genes underlying compulsive novelty-seeking behaviors. The researchers claimed that 30 percent of the population is born with one of the thrill-seeking genes, and 20 percent with both. In addition, the neurotransmitter dopamine has been linked to sensation-seeking behavior.
For some people, thrills are like a drug. The ability to tempt fate and throw caution to the wind makes them feel invincible. But it is also important to take safety precautions and properly suit up before jumping out of planes or gearing up on the racetrack.
We all have the ability to learn from our activities, whether they grow to become our hobbies or a once-in-a-lifetime experience we can cross off that bucket list.
Everything, including extreme sports, provides us with a potential to evolve.

Monday, June 16, 2008

Which "truth" do you prefer?

Because all creatures - be them "enemies" or "friends" - are connected.

Beautiful words to live by... just one of the many things that inspire me to keep going on a day-to-basis...

“Every action which has ever taken place – every though, every emotion – has taken place only once, at one moment in time and place. ‘I love you,’ ‘I rejoice,’ ‘I suffer,’ have been said and felt many billions of times, and never twice the same. Every person who has ever lived has lived an unbroken succession of unique occasions.

Yet the more one is aware of this individuality in experience the more one becomes attentive to what these disparate moments have in common, to repetitive patterns.

An archaeologists eyes combine the view of the telescope and the view of the microscope. He reconstructs the very distant with the help of the very small. It was something of this method that I brought to a New Hampshire village. I have set the village against the largest dimensions or time and place. The recurrent words in this play are ‘hundreds,’ ‘thousands’ and ‘millions.’ As an artist (or listener or beholder) which ‘truth’ do you prefer – that of the isolated occasion, or that which includes the innumerable? Which truth is more worth telling? The theatre is admirably fitted to tell both truths…

Our Town is not a picture of life in a New Hampshire village or a speculation about the conditions of life after death. It is an attempt to find a value above all price for the smallest events in our daily life.”

-Thorntown Wilder, 1957 From the “Preface” to Three Plays published by Harper and Row

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Brokeback (Casper, Wyoming) Mountain

That's right folks... I am taking an approximately 17-hour road trip with my parents from Sacramento, CA to Casper, WY beginning tomorrow.
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I've been having a hell of a time trying to blog lately. Probably because I had to do quite a bit before I headed to Sacramento on Amtrak tonight. Why did I got to Sacramento on Wednesday you may ask? Because I am driving to Casper, Wyoming with my parents tomorrow. And again.... why? Because I get to see my sister (FINALLY) and she is in a friend's wedding. Should be quite the adventure and don't worry... I fully intend to document all those lush Wyoming landscapes. =P OK, maybe not, but I fully intend to document my adventure nonetheless.

*Side note about Wyoming: When I visited in 2005, they weren't screening "Brokeback Mountain" in any theaters. Their reason being = the cowboy was portrayed in the wrong light. My reasoning = have you been to Wyoming? It explains it all. Casper population (second largest city in Wyoming) = 49,644. Diversity = not much. Going to be hard for this Bay Area girl to feel at home, that's for sure. At least I will be in good company with family.

And some people wonder why I use music to escape... Here's a beautiful tune by my latest obsession, Yann Tiersen. Enjoi! (Aargh. I don't know why YouTube doesn't feel like embedding, but if you are so inclined, click on the link): http://youtube.com/watch?v=o8lPEgqE16o