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Thursday, May 19, 2011

Afraid of the Light 


Recently, I caught a brief statement on the T. V. news from a highly renowned scientist, who pooh-poohed the notion of "heaven" and proclaimed that this idea was the fantasy of those who were afraid of darkness. I wondered what gave him the experience and authority to make such a statement, since neither he nor any of us (except for those who have experienced death and returned) is qualified by first hand knowledge to make statements about what life might be like "on the other side."

Many scientists rely almost entirely on the left brain, or rational thought. They, by definition, do not believe ideas which arrive through intuition or mystical experience. Often the entire world of subjective experience--including artistic inspiration, nature mysticism, and--especially--such awakenings as Kundalini offers--are ruled out of consideration as inconsequential. They like things that can be measured and weighed, since for many of them, the "real world" consists merely of material objects, and they are reassured by their comfortable notions of the physical universe as the totality of the "real."

All of this is changing somewhat through the new discoveries coming through contemporary physics, but for some, the old perspectives still take precedence. I say that such folk are "domed against heaven." That is, it is as if they wear helmets to protect their awareness against any knowledge of the divine realms above, for that would threaten their preferred world view and their overall system of thought.

I wonder if these people are, in fact, "afraid of the light," rather than the other way around.

(I am not saying that there is or is not a "heaven," or what it might be--only that the world and our existence in it is an abiding mystery, and to make proclamations about human consciousness after the body expires is, I think, as futile as for an ant to try to unriddle Einstein's Theory of Relativity.)

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