In my last post, I mentioned the Emmaus story… “Did not our hearts burn within us as he talked to us on the road…?” That image of my heart on fire with God’s love has been for some time a foundational one for me. Sometimes the fire is more like hot embers, not flaming, but softly glowing and plenty hot, and sometimes I experience this love with more intensity. This image is so central to me that when I decided to get a tattoo several years ago, I chose the image of a heart on fire. It was in some way a desire to be marked permanently as belonging to God. (Don’t worry, I have no plans to cover my body with ink..for one thing, it makes me ineligible to donate blood for a year…)
The other image, related to this one, came as a result of a talk on quantum physics and the resurrection experience (huh?!! you might be thinking…) I cannot do Kuruvila’s talk justice, but just to give a quick stab, a key idea in quantum theory is relationship, that the very act of observing something affects what we are observing…there is no matter apart from the observer. And on Sunday, I had an experience of the atoms in my body interacting in a “quantum field” with some beautiful cello music I was listening to. Something about the rich voice of that instrument seems to excite a mode of resonance in the cells of my body, and I had a very concrete sense that the atoms in my body were quivering in response to the vibrations of the music. It seems to me that this was another experience of an Emmaus moment. Then when Kuruvila used similar words to describe what the atoms in his body were doing when he realized he was in love with Lois, I thought, “How did that man get inside my mind? Because I know exactly what he was talking about!” This may have no strict scientific basis, but I really think that the primary and most real quantum field is that of God’s deep and forever love for all of creation, and for me in particular.
I suppose this kind of talk might cause some who read this to think, “What a crackpot!” If so, then I am proud to be a “crackpot!”