
Today in Isha Yoga Class we were discussing about “Miracles”. This thought was fascinating to me and thought would make a good topic to blog.
Life can be viewed and experienced broadly in two ways - a person seeks logical explanation for every atom that moves, gets convinced with a scientific answer and thus for him nothing is a miracle. Everything sits, stands, moves and withers away based on a law/theory. The way the world functions is by itself a science. There is nothing that happens that he perceives of which does not have a scientific reasoning or explanation. Nothing is a MIRACLE.
The other one is the poet - according to him EVERYTHING is a miracle. A beautiful fresh flower blooming in the garden, the early morning sun, a baby’s heart throbbing in the mother’s womb, a tiny seed transforming itself into a tree, anything and everything that god created is a miracle and romanticizes it.
When I was reflecting on these thoughts today I realized every human being is a mixture of both. Sometime the scientist in us is dominating putting forth questions, asking for logical reasoning otherwise we would have never had so many inventions, discoveries, life saving drugs, etc., When the poet in us dominates we experience the world instead of just questioning and seeking answers…we enjoy the beach view, fall in love with a baby’s smile and do things that bring us joy. What will be the world without poetry and romance, just a warehouse of robots…isn’t it?
Let the thought flow…let me know your musings…