I was off grid for a few days and came up with this. This is an early draft, I could expand it quite a bit and also should come up with the TLDR version. If Sherlock comes back, it’d be interesting to hear his take on it. Or anyone’s.
Not a miracle, not writing on a mountain, just some words that truly moved me. Moved me beyond my normal sense of who I am and who we are to an understanding of how we fit in the scheme of things and helped me find a purpose. Not for just a moment, but something I could hold on to and read again and go there again and sometimes find something new. And I could show the words to someone else and pass this on. I wouldn’t need to shame them for not getting it or tell them to try harder or to let go or to not try so hard or to read more Rumi then come back to it, but they would get it, the way it happens in the stories and all the movies and all the religious shows.
It wouldn’t have to be magic. It might require some study, some defining of terms, or some story behind the words to better understand the symbols. I don’t mind the work, but the results should be repeatable. If the words resonate with the human experience then they should be understandable by a range of humans. If I have to step so completely out of this life to see God that I can no longer recognize who I was before, then what is this life for? What kind God would create such a strange test or trial? If that is God, I’m not interested. If God created all this and isn’t interested enough to care if I have proof or not then we’re fine. We can exist without having a relationship.
Instead of anything decent though, I’m given chapter and verse and find problems with it and then told that I ask too much, that I am angry with God for not revealing more, that I need to experience the community in this particular church or do that particular ritual. Let’s say I do those things and after some months or years come to feeling more at home in the universe, or deeper in love with human kind, that’s great, but that is just being human. I have done that without God. I have felt the oneness, the ecstasy of sacrifice to the greater good, the joy of sharing pain, the praise that comes from grieving together. We don’t need a particular God with a particular name from a particular nation who came here in a particular time and revealed itself to particular people to have those experiences of oneness, love, and togetherness. We don’t need to believe in something out there to discover those things that are in us.