Hello, Tony.
It is rather hard to describe how I think about things. I think that I may be a kinesthetic thinker, but I'm not sure. I don't know how one tests for this. As I said, I do have very imprecise, fuzzy, unstable visual images, and perhaps this is really what I am using in some fashion to create my "images" -- perhaps I really am a visual thinker after all.
But I tend to get a more vivid feel for the motion and position of objects, without really getting a good visual look at them. When I read a book, I rarely get a good visual image of the scenes -- in fact, I find long passages with detailed descriptions of the scenery and character rather boring unless it has a direct relevance to how the characters are acting and feeling.
Yet, I feel that I have very strong "image" (I don't know of a better word) of the scenes, especially when there is some action going on.
Movies are similar. If you ask me to describe a scene in a movie, I can give a pretty good description of what went on, but if pressed to describe what the scene
looked like, it would probably take me longer, and I probably couldn't be definite.
The same thing when I think about abstract mathematics. Students usual want to see pictures and diagrams, and it often takes me several tries to get a good diagram that helps the students -- it's just not how I think about the concepts. I do a lot of analysis (limits and stuff, for those who have taken calculus), and when I'm figuring things out I get this feeling that these things kind of
move around, sort of
like this. I really can't explain it.
As to what really is going on inside my mind, you will have to talk with an expert. I really don't know what is happening, or how it all works -- I just know what it feels like.
Here is something weird -- to this day, I have trouble remembering which side is left and which side is right. I don't know why, just something I have trouble with. Students think it's funny when I say "to the left" or "to the right" and point in the wrong direction. I distinctly remember when my mom first taught me left from right. I was sitting on her lap in a particular chair on the living room. For years and years, I could not remember left from right unless I imagined I was sitting in that chair. Now here's the weird part: if, for some reason, in my imagination, the chair was facing a certain direction, I would have to physically turn so that I was facing the same direction as the chair in order to remember left from right. How's that for funny?