Wilson

After our adventure into outer space last week through a 60 inch telescope, Mt Wilson joins my list of special places in Southern California. I was previously unaware of the proximity. The steep winding entrance up the mountain is quite literally in LA's backyard. Where closed eyes, frequency and a sound bath created the grounding Integratron experience, Mt Wilson and the historic technology on site opens eyes with a balancing yet very different lens of perception. 

The museum onsite and tour from Gale immediately engaged interest in not only observation of space through a remarkable tool but also a sense of reverence for the location in pioneering spectral classification of stars that construct our current understanding of astronomy. Obviously because I am not an astrophysicist or experienced astronomer I have a different lens. I grew up and live in a period where images of stars and planets are abundant and theoretical and conceptual visualizations of the make up to our cosmos are quite normalized. At Mt Wilson, few hundred feet in separation, I had the privilege to run back and forth, to gaze out through the woods over LA’s glowing cityscape and of course to view elements of the solar system with incredible depths in the observatory.

An inverse duality of raw reality and organic construction. The addictive cityscape: a light show at home, earth’s decorations subtly shifting form through atmospheric pressure, with a lone star just visible above. Telescope vision: static and crystal clear, the unbelievably beautiful orb and rings of Saturn. Definitive to the point that myself and several friends referenced it’s liking to a projected slide, to an image online or photograph in a science book.