And it is thus.
It was a Retreat. The mix of lack of sleep, inner contemplation, the challenge of solving/understanding a Koan. A process anointed by the passage of centuries, a path followed by – perhaps millions? – over the centuries.
And somewhere on my own personal journey on that Retreat I understood something deep, profound, that moved me to tears of joy. An insight, no, deeper than that, an understanding that this IS the way the Universe works.
It is, as it’s meant to be, for better, for worse in our short term view, but as it is meant to be.
The structure of the Universe bubbles and froths. Particles and ghost particles come into existence, embrace, and vanish. From this quantum energy was born the Stars, the Planets, all, the all that includes us.
What is this energy that confounds science? The name they give it is “the vacuum energy”. But can it’s true name be Love, Love unbounded perhaps?
I look to the heavens for meaning, not for science, although I find meaning in the science.
I feel the weight of all of humankind who have also gazed up on a starry night and wondered about the meaning of life, the Universe, and their own destiny.
Were their questions mine? I suspect so, and what answers did they find? What knowledge did the Wise Seers amass? The Druids, for example, spent 30 years learning their craft and were renowned in antiquity for their knowledge of the heavens, and before them, came the builders of the Stone Circles which predicted the movement of the Cosmos.