Sheldrake's view of human brain function?

Tanemon · #1 20-01-2017, 05:28 PM

I’ve only read a couple of Rupert Sheldrake’s books, and none of them too recently. I know that Sheldrake posits that memory is a basic principle of the cosmos and of all life - along with creativity. I seem to remember him saying that he believes human memories are not actually stored in the brain.

I’m not sure I’ve read the most appropriate Sheldrake books, or found the best interviews, on the topic of human memory.

Can anyone tell me, in a nutshell, how Sheldrake explains phenomena like loss of personal memories due to human-brain traumas like concussion? …and explains other sorts of incapacitated cognitive functions that medicine views as stemming from brain injury or “conditions”?

Baile · #2 21-01-2017, 09:46 AM

Memories, imaginations would exist in the astral plane. We are intuitively accessing that plane when we recall ("the cloud"). A brain injury might damage that part of the brain that activates certain astral-recall abilities. That's my imagined suggestion, based on things I've read over the years pertaining to the astral plane and human imagination.

H:O:R:A:C:E · #3 21-01-2017, 09:59 AM

there's this (but it doesn't appear to address your questions):
http://www.sheldrake.org/research/mo...e/introduction

Tanemon · #4 23-01-2017, 05:42 PM

Thanks, Baile & H.O.R.A.C.E.

Are there any people here at SF who are Rupert Sheldrake aficionados (or at least have read his writings a fair bit)?

Baile · #5 23-01-2017, 05:48 PM

My mother used to say when throwing away her cards in Crib: A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.

Tanemon · #6 29-01-2017, 10:26 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Baile

My mother used to say when throwing away her cards in Crib: A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.

Indeed. Well, my grandfather used to say (of some guy he’d known) “he wasn't afraid to show his softer side - especially, through the back window of a speeding car!” To which grandma often cautioned, “Fred, a rumor spreads like jam on toast.”

Grandma was more given to telling stories of how she’d endured various family troubles, often ending with “that was a very tough cabbage to slice.”