I am the product of two families. On the biological side, I was raised a Roman Catholic, and frequently joke that I’m part of the world’s largest religion, Lapsed Roman Catholics. On my married side, I’ve been raised a Spiritualist. Wait, strike that. I’m a lower-case ‘s’ spiritualist. Because it’s not an organized anything, it’s just a state of being.
This second way of living has trickled down from my mother-in-law to my wife and now to me. They are both more well-versed and studied in the miracles around us, while I am more of a novice believer in the power of the universe. Science, for me, is just a way of explaining the miracles in terms we can understand. But look at your cell phone. Open up an app. It’s become routine, but can you explain how any of that works? And not just in general, but in the particular. Because for me, that’s a goddamned miracle! And that’s stuff that millions of people can probably explain how it works. Go bigger. Human life is created from stardust, exploding supernovas billions of years ago. Think about that for a minute, or an hour. Now tell me life isn’t a miracle. But it’s a miracle of science. It doesn’t require God, or organized worship. It just requires us to open our eyes a little bit wider.
And that’s what Illusions reinforced, for me at least. It’s to open your eyes a little bit wider to the world around you. Understand that everything we see, everything we experience, is our brain doing its best to understand the illusion, the miracle of the world around us. But if we open our eyes and our mind a little wider, we can stop experiencing these miracles and begin to participate in them. We can go from observers to creators, from humans to Messiahs.
Intrigued? :-) Welcome to the unorganized organization of spiritualists. There’s coffee and cake in the basement afterwards ;-)