Mama’s Boys are forever speaking to the archetypical mother in their minds.
Commenters on the last post seemed to think I believe in astrology. I am an intuitive. According to Wikipedia “Intuition is the ability to acquire knowledge without inference and/or the use of reason. . . . Intuition provides us with beliefs that we cannot justify in every case.” I use intuition a lot.
I believe that for thousands of years ancient Babylonians, and before them, Sumerian, catalogued observations about people into categories that related to the positions of heavenly bodies at the time of the person’s birth. Through the centuries millions of people added observations to the catalogue.
I believe that the ancients began centuries of pretty rigorous catalogue entries. Of course they did not know about Unified Field Theory that tells of many ways that not only are we connected to the sun, moon and planets but that indeed everything in the universe is connected to everything else at the level of subatomic elementary particles—fundamental fermions and the fundamental bosons, which are the building blocks of the material world.
Holding together the building blocks are immaterial fundamental forces—electromagnetism, strong nuclear force, weak nuclear force, and gravitation. These forces account for the ways that large masses of elementary particles (the sun, moon and stars, or constellations) are entangled with the small masses of elementary particles that are each one of us.
Einstein's "Spooky Action at a Distance" Paradox Older Than Thought, an article I read some years ago in the MIT Technology Review led me to believe that ancient astrologers, without knowing it, were cataloging the results of “Spooky Action at a Distance.”
Some of the most favorable decisions in my life came when I had only an intuitive “spooky” grasp of the situation. I’ve found that sometimes under thinking works better than over thinking! Over thinking can bring with it the additional liabilities of doubt and fear. The entire trick is knowing when to use a rigorous process of reasoning and when to go with a gut feeling.
As an intuitive, I have made the totally unscientific observation that intuition is higher in women than in men; and that most men who are highly intuitive are “Mama’s Boys,” More than a year ago I read an article in the Wall Street Journal, Who Are You Calling a Mama's Boy?. The article said:
“A study of more than 400 middle school boys revealed that sons who were close to their mothers were less likely to define masculinity as being physically tough, stoic and self-reliant. They not only remained more emotionally open, forming stronger friendships, but they also were less depressed and anxious than their more macho classmates. And they were getting better grades.”
Since the article was in the Wall Street Journal, a publication run by Daddy’s Little Men (a totally unscientific conclusion), I didn’t think the article would be biased towards Mama’s Boys, according to the fuzz logic I sometimes use.
Anthropologists say that women pass culture down to the next generation; and my unscientific conclusion is that a woman picks a son to make manifest some aspect of culture that is important to her reason for being on earth. He becomes his Mama’s Boy.
I picked this unscientific conclusion up from the very unexplainable differences between my relationship to my mother and that of my four brothers to her. I never thought that I was her favorite, as they claim; but I did feel there was always some partially perceived, partially articulated thing that she wanted me to do for her.
I was raised in the African American church in the rural South of the 1940s and 50s, which gave me a somewhat tribal existence. So I would not have thought of my mother as a carrier of culture, but rather a carrier of “the spirit.”
Later when trying to piece it all together I drew the totally unscientific conclusion that women did not simply pass down the culture of the tribe but were in fact the conduits of the spirit of humanity from eternity into time. Isn’t that what giving birth is?
By Mama’s Boys I don’t mean whiny males who won’t leave home, or can’t make decisions without mama. My favorite left handed, Leo Mama’s Boys right now are presidents Clinton and Obama. Well Obama is also a left handed, Leo Grand-Mama’s Boy, which is the same thing; and The First Lady seems to watch him on stage like an anxious hand-wringing mother watching a Sunday School Pageant.
When he messed up the first 2012 Presidential debate with Mitt Romney, it was very interesting how she spirited him off stage. It seemed somewhat like my mother coming to rescue me after the Tom Thumb’s Wedding at church when I forgot my lines..
The idea that boys want to win the approval of their fathers is not true for the Mama’s Boy. Mama’s Boys are always speaking to the archetypical mother in their minds. The word archetypical I got from Carl Jung, who was also Leo, intuitive, and despite his efforts to avoid it, a Mama’s Boy. Wikipedia says:
“Jung had a better relationship with his father because he thought him to be predictable and thought his mother to be very problematic. Although during the day he also saw her as predictable, at night he felt some frightening influences from her room. At night his mother became strange and mysterious. Jung claimed that one night he saw a faintly luminous and indefinite figure coming from her room, with a head detached from the neck and floating in the air in front of the body.”
And anyone can claim anything they want about left-handedness. I'll go with Chris McManus’s statement in Right Hand, Left Hand: The Origins of Asymmetry in Brains, Bodies, Atoms and Cultures. The jacket copy says that McManus’s book “considers evidence from anthropology, particle physics, the history of medicine, and the notebooks of Leonardo to answer questions like. . . Are left-handed people cognitively different from right-handers?”
Do I believe in astrology? Well! Not like a “real” astrologer. I believe things about astrology. I have never had an interest in calculating natal charts, or trying to predict an event using astrology; yet I own Soul Vibrations, the company with the only branded sun-sign astrology in the world. Our site has been out of commission since we moved it to a new server, and as I write this post an email from a guy I’ve never met named Brad popped into my inbox. Seriously!
Brad renewed his interest in fixing the cron job that once sent out Soul Vibrations to thousands of people each morning, including himself. His email address indicates that he is out there in California—you know, the left coast. I responded.
Hi Brad,
Thanks a million. A lot of people, including me would love you if you can fix the site.
Will he? I don’t know. I am at peace with all outcomes, which is not fatalism because to quote the Bible. “It is done unto you as you believe”! And I believe that good things happen. We don't always know how and why.
George Davis is assembling a world-wide team of writers, web programmers, and other creative types to build an interactive, group-authored, Internet novel-as-a-game. The game-novel, The Bay is Dying, is about a global struggle to save the environment.