I spent the afternoon darting around the city with my friend Sara. She had initially asked me to play football, but we also ended up walking, talking philosophy, bowling, eating candy apples and having the most spontaneous and purely fun day I’ve had in a long while. It was a blast hanging out with her again and tomorrow we may go rock climbing (though I fear I’ll be too tired from working tonight).
Where have I been, you all must be wondering. I have a number of excuses, but I’ll just leave it at life getting in the way, aside from anything else I might mention here. Sometimes it might be easy to believe that having more to write about would make updating a blog easier, but those very things leave me with no time to sit down and write lately. In fact, I’m standing right now. With the new design percolating in my head, I also have that distracting me from the actual writing.
You’d think I’d have found time to write during the past two days when I was not working. Instead, I spent a long while across the harbour at two friends’ home hanging out and gaming. I’m terribly social lately, which really messes with my introverted time.
But I love you all, so I’m going to try my best to get into a steady writing routine here starting now. Brace yourselves for some low grade expression of high grade consciousness. Did I get that backwards? Maybe I need some entheogens to help the process along.
Consciousness facinates me. How could it not, really? It’s what we are, when we get down to it. We can witness everything else about us, but not the Witness (named Consciousness through the witness protection program), so as important as our bodies, thoughts, romantic masterworks and candy apples are, they’re objects in awareness, things within our greater Selves. Mysticism is where it’s all at.
Want to know some of folks who realized this incredibly well? The world’s greatest physicists. Einstein, Planck, Heisenberg, Schroedinger, and Eddington, who pioneered the physics of the last century, were all mystics and realized their sciences did not hold answers to some of our most vital questions. Ken Wilber collected a brilliant assortment of the mystic writings of these and other physics geniuses in Quantum Questions : Mystical Writings of the World’s Great Physicists, one of the finest reads I’ve been lucky enough to have this year.
In their own words, these men professed both their love of science and their stances on the exploration of consciousness. I greatly enjoyed taking in the varied voices expanding upon what is both intuitive and rational to me; science and religion need not be in conflict. As with The Marriage of Sense and Soul, Ken makes a solid and engaging case of the need of an integral approach to all aspects of our lives.