Two days ago, my 15 year-old son and I drove through our town as the strong autumn wind made the fallen leaves dance wildly. Reveling in it, my son commented:
“When I was young, I tried to imagine a world without wind. And in my mind, the windless world was a world without life. And so I imagined the birth of wind to go something like this” (and I paraphrase):
When the world began, there were vast deserts, no plants, no animals and only dead, still air. Then life began — the first cells blossomed and life began to move. And because of life, the air began to move and the wind was born.”
Here we see the pre-scientific mind creating a mythology, a story to explain the unknown, a quick answer to a tough question — “what makes wind?”. My son’s sharing allowed me to see the part of the human mind that religions use to spin their cosmologies. And it was fun!
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