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Dear Readers,
You’re probably staying awake to any good news and more frequently ambiguous predictions for many of our global sisters and brothers. I sincerely hope you’re in an emotional place of safety and sanity, where quiet gratefulness can be expressed by you and your families, friends and neighbors.
If ever you wonder where my information comes from, take a moment to look at the Links page on my web site. You’ll find over 200 links in a library of 30 categories. Transcripts, online interviews of journalists, philosophers, and scientists who are also authors, rapt my imagination, which craves others’ points of view. I have a library card, and I use it.That should give you an idea how this tenacious student tries to stay awake and catch up on Earthlings’ histories, psychology (U.S. pathology in particular), our philosophies, our cosmologies, our stories. Once a grieving process had settled following my wake up day—September 11, 2001—curiosities, lists of questions, and shelves of fascinating but unread books finally revved my engines into study and writing.
Too Long a Guinea Pig
We used to say in years past, ‘I am a guinea pig!’ because we had knowingly enrolled in projects we knew were experiments, like soda tasting, or wearing new shoes in a trial for marketability. Those experiments came with an end date, however. We knew we didn’t have to experiment too long as a guinea pig.
But, these days, alternatives, options, choices, evaluations, ventures, advantages, examinations, selections, solicitations, rejections, verifications, and marketing allusions et al, are everywhere, leading us to ask, what isn’t in the mélange of the experimental?
Such was the case while talking with a friendly representative in a well known Internet company. The respectful service technician said the technology we were discussing was changing so rapidly, his recent training session was already outdated. He suggested I call back in a couple of days to find out what and when updates might’ve been integrated into the system. I was reminded again that results of technological experiments can benefit the representatives of those companies and the end users—us guinea pigs.
Even so, we do stay awake, attentive, and courageous, while listening to our gentle impulses in the face of myriad gradations of uncertainty. If we presume the near accuracy of technology reports, then the next years promise updated technology every 72 hours.
If you’ve too long considered yourself a guinea pig, consider giving that up, because there aren’t more expiration dates on gradations of uncertainty. More experiments than we can imagine are coming our way in worlds of human brain activities, technology, communications, consciousness, the intuitive, and on and on. Rise up, give yourself a big hug! The body that’s yours alone also breathes deeply and consciously in ways we’ve trained ourselves not to suspect.
Not an Answer
With our curiosity handy, many of us continually watch for ways to train ourselves, ad nauseam! In our questions, we discover neither an answer nor a solution in black or white but gray areas of many perspectives.
From affinities for cosmology, a philosophy that can be based in mathematical physics depending on the scientist or philosophical observer, we glean not an answer but perspectives and stories about human cultures, and those cultures’ relationships with the Universe during their historical existence on Earth.†
Perhaps, in this very moment of our being on our planet, we’re training to remember Who We Are, and talking about it, too. We’re learning to rethink, because open mindedness and spoken feelings weren’t part of training for many of us growing up in our families of origin in the U.S.
Add to cosmology the personal studies of self development and programs to open introspection, then we begin to witness our ways of being within a sentience that’s deeply laced in consciousness.
The sentient presence becomes not yet a definable nor measurable answer for Who We Are. However the presence is discernable by scientists who notice the single evolutionary event, our ever expanding Universe, keeps unfolding and manifesting conscious creation over eons and eons of time.
Magic Drop
The moment you’re about to hear seems to give a perspective on the sentient presence without our usual obsessions for an answer or explanation. It’s no wonder that from time to time I remember a magic drop experience as a three or four year old. As you read, imagine yourself the same age I was, and hear the voice of me as a kiddo.
My body is only like three feet tall, and I wear the kinds of high topped shoes that strengthen my ankles. I wear ‘em all the time, but Mommy doesn’t like it when I go in the house after playing in the dirt in the back yard. She says my shoes are supposed to be white.
But, I kinda forget about my shoes when I see more int’resting things in the back yard like caterpillars and flies that land on my hand, or little snakes that I walk away from.
Most times, I squat down to see what’s to see somewhere, anywhere. I’m always lookin’ someplace. One day, I found new kitties and their mom huddled behind a big tall bush against the hard foundation of the house. Mommy and Daddy said we’d give ‘em away, so we did, and I felt bad.
One day, I saw something that actually spoke to me. Well, I think it did. I was squatting, lookin’ to see what was on a leafa grass. I think I saw a little droppa water. I know it was a droppa water kinda wobblin’ in one place, but not movin’ anywhere.
I think I heard that drop say something like, ‘There’s a world inside me.’ I kept lookin’, kinda starrin’ at the drop, wonderin’ what to do next. I was feeling kinda like I didn’t know what to do except stay put. So I did. I couldn’t see good enough to see the world inside the drop. I really, really think that voice I heard is real, but I don’t know what it means.
Religion with Cosmology
Have you already given the Magic Drop story a meaning, or did you allow the story to stand by itself without meaning? Do you already have a meaning for the Universe? Why might cosmology blended with your religion matter?
Science without religion is lame. Religion without science is blind.
~ Albert Einstein (b 1879), physicist, cosmologist, Physics Nobel Prize 1921
I’ve been only casually cognizant of the quote that’s been put with Einstein’s name until this stirring meaning just came over me: he may have been suggesting that scientists peruse religious dogma with the same ardor ensconcing scientific interpretations, while theologians peruse scientific interpretation with the same ardor that ensconces their dogma.
Some cosmologists say the 21st Century will unconceal secrets. So, as quantum physics gushes data into scientists’ awareness, the foundation of human existence could be revealed not in religions conceived and developed into nation states, but as it was in the Egyptian civilization, in reliance on layers upon layers of cosmic events and cyclic movements of stars unfolding the very creation of our Universe.
Having said all that, what might religion with cosmology be like? For U.S. residents in particular, we may begin regarding Mother Earth as the Universe’s conscious biosphere to which we are beholden, rather than focusing on an heightened appreciation for individualism, capitalism, consumption, and empiricism. Another way of putting it is in the sense of Earthling stupefaction: religion with cosmology unconceal an hubristic satisfaction that’s only marginally conscious.
We Earthlings are just beginning a monumental turn of human thought into a colossal convulsive journey. Truly, it’s imaginable that Earthlings would end dependencies on acidulous communities with each other, and return to depend on empathic unity with the Universe’s nature. We may expect religion with cosmology to create discomforting metaphors and onerous stories of nearly imaginable change.
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