Upon reading Madeleine L’Engle’s, A Wrinkle in Time, it has yet again made me ponder the principles and connections of spirituality and science; two seemingly very key tools in description of this miracle we call Life. In her book, L’Engle allows the meaning of life of the Murry family and other protagonists to tangle in love for one another and passion for their framework of talent and unique gifts among the realms of quantum physics. A repeating message throughout her writing questions the English language upon the constriction that it provides to the yoke of meaning that we so passionately crave to explain, and that the characters in her story had to exercise in order to save one another. The beings throughout the cosmos that the Murrys meet along their journey who communicate through existential (as you will) means as well as a hands and toes count (to the second power) of other surreal senses, are able to convey a certain wise-ness about the workings of the universe that the human beings, although still able to consciously attempt to tap into, do so in such a “babe-like” manner.
Journey with me on L’Engle’s idea…what if meaning takes a
few more “senses” than simply touch, taste, sound, smell, and sight to fully
appreciate…and I am not talking about M. Night Shyamalan’s psychological 6th
sense (although please feel free to wonder what battle is being fought here). What if Love truly is perhaps this
supernatural/spiritual sense that enables meaning to be created and
sustained? In the story, is was Love
that saved Charles Wallace from the dark force, whose only nemesis was that
which it did not know, the light of this Love.
What if love, as described previously, is able to take on an entirely
different form than we thought possible?
We must wonder the mystery that enchants us so...we must wonder why this
concept embedded in so many stories and legends of the past and present of the
hero saving the heroine against evil, of Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, light versus
dark, love-hate, hot-cold, opposites that we feel inside of us and have a
natural tendency to strive for each and every day….what is this tendency toward
good and how do we know it? Why do we
find it repeating over and over and over again in so many places that we
look? Must we also learn and listen to
this sense, to the Malcolm Gladwell “Blink”?
As we do so, May the World Spin Madly On (The Weepies, great song)…as we
continue to explore.