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To Michelangelo, the left hand meant life. |
I didn't spend a lot of time thinking about being lefthanded while growing up. Raised in a house full of righthanders, I simply adapted to unfriendly can openers and blister-causing scissors and got on with life.
Life as a lefty, though, meant drawing a certain amount of flack. And flack is fuel for stubborn individualism.
For 1 in 10 people (a number consistent through history and all cultures), being lefthanded (and thus
predominantly right-brained) has generally meant being chided for daydreaming, considered clumsy, nonconformist, possibly criminal, definitely different.
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Right-brainers live in the vivid moment. |
Reading Rik Smits' book
The Puzzle of Lefthandedness (2011) makes me glad I wasn't born to a tribe that crippled lefty children's dominant hands with fire to force them to use their right, or live in a time that deemed lefthandedness "sinister" and equated it with
magic and witchcraft. Who wouldn't be a recluse or rebel if everyone you met made the sign of the cross?
The book's a great romp through history, superstition and science. Smits concludes that swimming against the tide of 90% of humanity in fundamental ways of thinking makes lefthanders self-reliant and independent, attributes that made me a
determined solo traveler while still in my teens.
Work - much of it secretarial (the
QWERTY keyboard is one of the rare tools that favors lefthanded users) - had one purpose: to fund missions to see my personal grails. Wide-eyed and strangely unworried, I pursued my obsessions like
Super Mario, full blast, leaping obstacles as they rose in an era before the safety net of cellphones, internet access, ATMs or easy overseas dialing for a parental bailout.
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Exercising your left brain is definitely a good idea, too. |
These days, I plan more but still often find trip inspiration in a single painting, building, artist bio, old photo, film, fairytale illustration, myth, legend, even the occasional nursery rhyme.
But when it comes to travel,
left-brainers may be better at making it happen. Logic, time management, finance and planning skills go a long way towards turning an idea into reality. And coming up with ways to turn costly "vacations" into viable travel-related businesses.
But
do right-brainers (and you don't have to be lefthanded to be predominantly right-brained)
get more out of it?
I believe
travel is addictive because it stirs and satisfies the creative, emotional, sensation-seeking right brain in all of us. Every step we take frames new pictures. New smells, tastes, even atmospheric conditions,
rivet our attention in the moment. The rocking of a train, even the disorienting twilight of an overnight flight through multiple time zones, eases us into a meditative state that quiets our thoughts, makes our minds more receptive,
allows us to feel, not just observe.
Travel is a direct ticket past your corpus collosum into the vivid, dreamy realm of your right brain. Whether you maintain permanent residence there or just visit from time to time, it's a groovy place to
find yourself.
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