It’s hunting season. Can you feel it? Fall has set in. The sun scorches, the humidity hangs like a wet blanket, and you can still hear the grass growing. But enough about Orlando.
I’m ready to hunt. I secured the right license, drove to the right spot, and adorned the right gear – including a hat I purchased 30 years ago but never felt secure enough to wear:
I’m not hunting just any game, mind you. I want to bag the most elusive, stealth and rare beast on the planet. Not rare in the sense that their number is limited; they are anything but endangered. This beast is rare by the fact that few hunters, especially in this era, are able to bag one. I referring to the one and only, Moonwalking Bear.
Watch this video:
The technical term is “Inattentive Blindness” as identified and defined by author Christopher Chabris in his researched-based book, The Invisible Gorilla. Inattentive Blindness is a fascinating phenomenon that occurs when we miss the obvious. Why? Because we’re not looking for it, and… we don’t expect it.
Your moment-to-moment expectations, more than the visual distinctiveness of the object, determine what you see— and what you miss.
CHABRIS, CHRISTOPHER; SIMONS, DANIEL. The Invisible Gorilla: And Other Ways Our Intuitions Deceive Us.
When I first watched this video, and missed the bear, I thought about another video, created by my good friend, and Moonwalking Bear Hunting Ninja, Kennan Burch. It’s called The Master Artist.
There are multiple breeds of Moonwalking Bears, including:
- The airline passenger who needs me to pray with him
- My friend who struggles with a secret addiction
- My co-worker who’s marriage is on the rocks
- The children abused and starving around the globe
And then there’s the most common bear. What do I miss every day, simply because I’m not aware, and don’t expect to “hear the music”? How often do I fixate on a small hand-held device that demands my attention and prevents me from “joining the applause” to my Creator?
I need to remember that Moonwalking Bears are always in season. I’m thankful I’m already equipped me to bag my quota. Now it’s up to me to snare the bear – every minute of every day.
But I still lack the mettle to wear that hat. Sorry Indy.