This may sound bizarre to most but that is perfectly fine with me.  Just stick it on the “if I didn’t think he was crazy before” pile.  Life is risk.  Here we go…

What I mean by fear is respect and reverence with insight into what is possible.  I say this with love in hopes that some will at least ponder it. 

Most of us go about our day sitting in chairs, eating at tables and walking on floors, concrete or grass.  It is all an assumption we make founded on an illusion of what we are told or perceive with our sense organs.

In my twenties, I had an experience that at first, I wished I could erase but later came to appreciate.  In this experience I realized that every molecule, atom, proton and electron that comprises what we call “reality” is being held together by a force that science hasn’t really been able to explain.  There are a lot of fancy theories out there though.

I felt the presence of this force and knew without a doubt that this was the same creative force that created me, you and everything that we see and don’t see.  The dust, the air and neutrinos come from this presence.  I was in awe. 

Next I experienced what would happen if that creative presence simply let go.  Imagine every atom undoing itself instantly while we are still conscious.  The hard floor that I take for granted every day is actually energy condensed to a slow vibration, held together electromagnetically.  It isn’t real, yet I can jump up and down on it. 

This experience was awe-inspiring yet terrifying at the same time.  From this point, I didn’t become afraid and hide away.  After all, where would I hide besides inside of something made out of the material held together by this infinite presence?  There is literally nowhere to go.

So here is my next thought:  If this force is love and we are in a perpetual state of grace, what is there to fear?  Really?  From that point, I no longer feared what any human, government, height or insect could do to me.  I respected what that creative force could do.  I understood this force to be love.  It is hard to present scientific findings concluding that the universe is held together by grace and love however.  That just sounds ridiculous I know, but I feel it’s true.  Why wouldn’t I invest the rest of my life getting to know this presence better?  Why would I choose to fear anything other than the one who could collapse the entire field? 

God is not inert.  God is a verb. 

Some people may get hung up on words.  If you were paying attention in some of my previous posts you would understand that a) words are symbols we use to point to phenomena and b) I really don’t give a shit what people think.  Our individual beliefs will get their ass kicked by truth.