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THE BODY REMEMBERS… A Philosophical Rant…
By Shaun Higgins, PhD.
Before we learned to call ourselves human, before we wrapped identity around flesh and bone, memory, and name, life discovered, and the body remembers, a quieter truth…
Existence begins not with substance, but with movement.
Not with mass, but with charge.
The human body is not an object that conducts electricity.
It is electricity made self-aware…
Every cell negotiates its survival through differences in potential.
Every neuron participates in a vast lattice of electrical communication.
Every heartbeat releases a measured wave of order into the surrounding field, preserving coherence against the constant pull of disorder.
Life emerges where pattern succeeds in holding itself together.
This is the often-overlooked dignity of the body.
It is not merely a container of life, nor a machine assembled by chance.
It is a living architecture of organised energy, renewed moment by moment with extraordinary precision. Within this delicate arrangement arise memory, perception, imagination, and the mysterious phenomenon we call selfhood.
The deeper we look, the more the body resembles an instrument of integration.
The brain continuously filters, synchronises, and interprets an immense ocean of information, assembling it into the coherent experience we call reality.
We do not exist within space alone.
We participate in it.
Our presence extends beyond the visible boundaries of flesh through patterns of organisation and fields of interaction that reach further than our senses perceive.
Emotion alters amplitude.
Attention sharpens frequency.
Intention reorganises pattern.
Long before language arrives, the body has already spoken.
Perhaps this is why proximity matters.
Why touch can calm what words cannot.
Why some encounters stabilise us, while others leave us unsettled.
And why, on rare occasions, meeting another person can feel less like an introduction and more like a remembrance.
Coherence recognises coherence.
The body understands this long before the intellect learns to explain it.
Individuality, then, is not isolation.
It is a unique expression of a universal process.
Each life represents a distinct way in which the cosmos explores its own possibilities.
Difference is not noise within the system.
It is the system discovering itself through variation.
To be alive is to perform continuous work against dissipation.
To maintain structure where collapse is easier.
To preserve signal where silence is statistically favoured.
When coherence weakens, we experience fatigue, confusion, illness, or grief.
When coherence deepens, we experience clarity, vitality, presence, creativity, and love.
These are the reflections of organisation itself, expressions of how effectively a living system aligns its countless internal processes into a unified whole.
Death then, is simply a stepping stone in the everlasting journey of “the uniquely-new”…
The human form is then an extraordinary arrangement through which the Universe briefly gathered itself into a singular point of view, then comes the temporarily consolidation.
And is soon born-anew, an infinite cycle of individualised perspective and experience.
Seen this way, the body is sacred not by decree, but by accomplishment.
For a fleeting moment within an ancient cosmos, it sustains enough order, coherence, and continuity for existence to become intimate with itself.
We are not passengers inside flesh, but rather the living patterns of organised energy, held together long enough to wonder who we are, and to what purpose we owed to…
The Universe does not observe itself from a distance, but instead, it gathers itself into moments of extraordinary coherence, concentrating itself here, briefly and beautifully, as us… and through us…
