I first heard of Oliver Sacks when my grad school roommate came home talking about the man who mistook his wife for a hat. Then, after marrying a colour-blind man, I discovered the island of the color blind. And now, thanks to a musical Facebook friend (the music joined us together first; Facebook just facilitates the trans-Atlantic friendship), I return to his work again….this time, a New York Times piece on the relationship between the self and the brain, entitled “This Year, Change Your Mind.”
Just a single sentence to ponder tonight: “To what extent are we shaped by, and to what degree do we shape, our own brains”
This might be the essence of that which interests me most. To what extent are we shaped by, and to what degree do we shape our life stories? And further, to what extent are these stories shaped by and to what degree do they shape our bodies?