Re: Prove It!


If I am spending so much time answering my email, I might as well make the occasional blog post from it too

From a recent email I sent

I'm not like some of the folks you've dealt with. I don't claim that my path is universal. I don't need to prove it to you, I just need to move along it.

I'm sure you want me to point to something and say "This is the objective proof that the Divine exists and there can be no question!" In my experience it doesn't work like that.

In my wallet right now, I have a debit card linked to my checking account. It's been years since I've put any cash in my deposits. I've no fundamental objective proof that my money even exists. What I do have is a way to track movement of money in and out of my accounts.

When my mother was a very little girl, she was critically injured. She spent weeks in the hospital. She has a rare blood type that only one of her uncles had. So when he donated blood for her, he'd drop by her bed and tell her that the only blood that the doctors could find for her was monkey blood.

Now I've heard that story dozens of times from my mother, my grandparents, and even a few times from my great uncle. But I've no proof that it occurred. I can see the side effects, my mother's scars, her life, and by extension my life. But it's still just hearsay.

You're even worse, you're one step removed. I told you the story, but you don't know any of the people involved. Still, there are documents that show my uncle lived and others that show his blood type, You can see the signs of his life without actually having experience of his life.

We've been told that the sun is a huge ball of gas with a nuclear flame. No human living has direct experience of that. We can see, we can take pictures, we can measure, we can estimate, but that's it. Still, after a long cold winter, that first warm day of spring delights me. It gives me a chance to shuck out of the clothes and feel the sun's caress on my skin. Especially on my dangly bits, which really prefer the sunshine to the dark under trousers. To me, the warm sunlight feels good on a spring day, no matter where it comes from.

I don't have to directly perceive my gods to know that they're in the neighborhood. I can see the signs around me. I've learned to pay attention and watch for them. I can still appreciate music even if you know nothing about it. As long as I don't insist that you bow to my gods, it shouldn't matter to you.

It's between me and the Divine.

Posted: Tue - January 26, 2010 at 07:23 AM
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