I mean by this not the existence of a particular God or even a deity in the commonly accepted sense of a personal God; rather, I mean proof of a directing force in the universe at least when it comes to life. It was an article of faith in science since the time of Darwin that life evolved by pure chance over long periods of time. This had to be because any evidence of “foresight” or “planning” would indicate an intelligence behind evolution and this could not be since God was pure superstitious nonsense.
Then science decoded the human genetic code. Science was amazed to discover that only a tiny portion of our DNA was used to create our bodies. Evolutionary biologists and geneticists pondered over this for a few years first calling the unknown DNA “junk DNA”. Then it was discovered that within the DNA helix were bits of code and genetic switches which, amazingly, responded to external factors in the environment. So, a fox could develop thick fur in a single generation rather than slowly over millennia because the code for this was already present in a short haired fox waiting only to be triggered by a change in climate.
This answered the question that many had asked about evolution i.e. if evolution was so slow and random how could any change occur quickly enough to be of benefit to the organism? Yet, there was one inescapable conclusion to be reached by this. One that could not be denied even by the most hard core science advocates. This meant PLANNING. There is no planning for contingencies without intelligence. The mutation paradigm could not account for this. Life planned ahead.
The name of God was not found among the stars but writ small in the helix.
“But the man who comes back through the Door in the Wall will never be quite the same as the man who went out. He will be wiser but less cocksure, happier but less self-satisfied, humbler in acknowledging his ignorance yet better equipped to understand the relationship of words to things, of systematic reasoning to the unfathomable Mystery which it tries, forever vainly, to comprehend.”—Aldous Huxley The Doors of Perception
“'Giving in' is not 'giving up'. When the self decides to 'give in' it is a recognition of trust in the universe to just enjoy the ride. 'Giving up' is choosing not to even stand on the line because its too long.”—Peeringtheveil.com
Once upon a time, there was a blissful new mother, floating in the water of an infant sea while losing herself in her daughter’s green eyes. She discovered herself enraptured in a peacefulness that she had yet to enjoy. But through the mirth there was a cutting curiosity that she could no longer ignore. She always knew that in the highest tower in the castle of her mind there was a spark waiting to be found. One day, it was ignited and exploded into tiny particles of creation. The act of creating life was the key to that tower door.
With gratitude for all she has received, she wanted to know more of the Universe’s secrets. So, on her first birthday after becoming a mother, she blew out the candles and wished for the Universe to reveal more of its gifts. The next morning, she awoke feeling light and giddy. Something changed. Something happened overnight. She seemed to be vibrating on a higher frequency. Her stomach fluttered with butterflies while her ears detected a soft buzz, like swarming bees in the distance.
For the next month, she organized her thoughts as well as her external environment with a fervor unknown to her pre-motherhood self. As anxiety and agitation set in, she could not shake the feeling that something big was coming. And then, it happened. Almost one year to the date of her daughter’s birthday, her vision of the universe was drastically altered. On an autumn afternoon she was sitting on the couch when she was struck by a ray of light, bolting upright she started pacing rapidly back and forth while shaking out her hands. She was unsure what was happening. She appeared to be undergoing the polar opposite of an anxiety attack. The dreaded feeling of impending doom was replaced with a glorious feeling of eternal hope. She quickly threw open the sliding glass doors and ran outside. She looked at the sun and began to weep. As the Universe enveloped her in its embrace, the world around her illuminated glowing technicolor. Beautiful colors and crisp images replaced what once was a vision of dullness. She twirled around with her arms outstretched shouting, “it’s over, I can’t believe it, its really gone.” With this lightness of being, she was one with the universe, imbedded in the knowledge that all is connected. All is one. In that moment, the veil shattered and came crashing down all around her. Now, she could see the truth in everything.
Following the signs the universe left her, she stopped wondering and found the answers. The clutter of mind chatter was erased, leaving her free to hear the song the Universe was singing just to her. She started to write. Writing any thoughts and feelings or anything at all that came into her mind. Not sure what was happening, she put her trust in the Universe and decided to just go with it. She rode that wave for one month. When she finally got to the shore, she found patterns and ideas emerging from the writing frenzy. She discovered that the words were stories, poems, quotes, articles and novels released from the deepest recesses of the castle in her mind. This was where her road ended, and her sky began - all because a little girl was born. That was three years ago, she has not stopped writing since.
I launched PeeringTheVeil.com last year to showcase my writing and philosophy, and of course, to hone my craft. Through PeeringTheVeiI, I have grown as an artist as well as a mother. I met many inspiring like-minded individuals and began writing my first novel. Thank you all for making this year so enjoyable and enriching.
As every parent attests, childhoods pass in the blink of an eye, inevitably raising the question, ‘where has the time gone’? Instead of invoking the usual wistful melancholy of time passage with intruding thoughts that meander through past, present and future, we choose to focus on today.
And so, on this third birthday of yours, we tell you exactly where the time has gone.
First, it is in our hearts. With each day that passes, it is the lapsed time that winds our hearts, growing it stronger with each breath we take with you. The passage of your time, is what keeps us ticking.
Second, it is in our minds. It’s in the lessons you teach; And the wisdom gained from watching you discover the world, as we discover it once more with you.
And finally, it is our spirit. It’s what makes us who we are today. It’s what molds us as your life creates our evolution. It is in the tune to which we march. And with each passing day, a symphony culminates.