{"id":674,"date":"2015-11-23T07:12:19","date_gmt":"2015-11-23T07:12:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/?p=674"},"modified":"2015-11-23T07:12:19","modified_gmt":"2015-11-23T07:12:19","slug":"a-life-history-in-phases","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/?p=674","title":{"rendered":"A life history in phases"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve been struggling to recover my childhood over the past few years.  See, my memory contains a profound gap.  I recall almost nothing of my life before I was about 12.  Since then, my memory and sense of self seems like a continuous thread; before it, I know what others have told me, but it never resonates the same way.<\/p>\n<p>At least, that is how things stood a few years ago.  Since my summer quest to better understand my father, I have been chipping away at that wall (or, to keep my metaphors consistent, chipping away at the ledge to give me a stairway across the gap).  I have been grabbing onto fleeting images, cataloging together floating pieces, and generally disbelieving that these memories are not mine to share.<\/p>\n<p>Here is the product of my most recent tact.  I thought to dissect who I am today as the extension of ribbons that have evolved over my life.  Every couple of years, these ribbons take on a new turn&#8211; an every 7 they twist into a new core (something I&#8217;m due again for soon).  The roadmap I have figured out is incomplete, but it goes something like this:<\/p>\n<table cellpadding=\"4\">\n<tr>\n<th>Years<\/th>\n<th>Self<\/th>\n<th>Community<\/th>\n<th>Inspiration<\/th>\n<th>Practice<\/th>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>2013-5<\/td>\n<td>World modeler<\/td>\n<td>Collaborations<\/td>\n<td>complexity<\/td>\n<td>coupled models<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>2010-2<\/td>\n<td>Dev. at large<\/td>\n<td>SusDev<\/td>\n<td>worldchanging<\/td>\n<td>susdev. classes<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>2008-9<\/td>\n<td>Traveling Dev.<\/td>\n<td>Flame<\/td>\n<td>social justice<\/td>\n<td>TN startup<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>2006-7<\/td>\n<td>Contract Dev.<\/td>\n<td>Rocky<\/td>\n<td>traveling<\/td>\n<td>signal processing<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>2004-5<\/td>\n<td>Olin superninja<\/td>\n<td>Olin College<\/td>\n<td>big ideas<\/td>\n<td>education<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>2002-3<\/td>\n<td>Growing Jimmy<\/td>\n<td>SCA<\/td>\n<td>human models<\/td>\n<td>dance<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>2000-1<\/td>\n<td>MIT student<\/td>\n<td>ESG &amp; Random<\/td>\n<td>philo. &amp; learning<\/td>\n<td>study groups<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>1998-9<\/td>\n<td>STEM geek<\/td>\n<td>Computer lab<\/td>\n<td>college<\/td>\n<td>webpages<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>1996-7<\/td>\n<td>Smart aleck<\/td>\n<td>Lowell home<\/td>\n<td>self-directed edu.<\/td>\n<td>math<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>1994-5<\/td>\n<td>Slowpoke<\/td>\n<td>Lunch gang<\/td>\n<td>self-discipline<\/td>\n<td>programming<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>1992-3<\/td>\n<td>Basementeer<\/td>\n<td>Moving schools<\/td>\n<td>collecting<\/td>\n<td>BBSes<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>1990-1<\/td>\n<td>Sleep-less<\/td>\n<td>Redwood Valley Elem.<\/td>\n<td>fantasy<\/td>\n<td>taking apart<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>1988-9<\/td>\n<td>James Friends<\/td>\n<td>Capella Elem.<\/td>\n<td>invention<\/td>\n<td>reading<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td>1986-7<\/td>\n<td>Mama&#8217;s boy<\/td>\n<td>Lutheran school<\/td>\n<td>sister problems<\/td>\n<td>no naps<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<p>There are connections between all of these, which I can&#8217;t represent in the table: features that disappear and reappear for reasons complex and unknown.  But for all it&#8217;s abstruseness, that is my life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve been struggling to recover my childhood over the past few years. See, my memory contains a profound gap. I recall almost nothing of my life before I was about 12. Since then, my memory and sense of self seems like a continuous thread; before it, I know what others have told me, but it &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/?p=674\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">A life history in phases<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[10,12,11],"class_list":["post-674","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-social","tag-ifttt","tag-lj","tag-transience-divine"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/674","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=674"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/674\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":675,"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/674\/revisions\/675"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=674"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=674"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.jamesrising.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=674"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}