I was reading Aldous Huxley, Doors of Perception and Heaven and Hell again. I want to share what I am experiencing with you. It’s a reminder of what makes us wonder?
In his words …
“I was sitting on the seashore, half listening to a friend arguing violently about something which merely bored me.
Unconsciously to myself, I looked at a film of sand I had picked up on my hand, when I suddenly saw the exquisite beauty of every little grain of it. Instead of being dull, I saw that each particle was made up on a perfect geometrical pattern, with sharp angles.
From each of which a brilliant shaft of light was reflected, while each tiny crystal shone like a rainbow.
The rays crossed and recrossed, making exquisite patterns of such beauty that they left me breathless.
Then, suddenly … I saw in a vivid way how the whole universe was made up of particles of material. No matter how dull and lifeless they might seem, they were nevertheless filled with this intense and vital beauty.
For a second or two, the whole world appeared as a blaze of glory.
When it died down, it left me with something I have never forgotten and which constantly reminds me of the beauty locked up in every minute speck of material around us.”
Slice of Heaven
What if we can make our own slice of heaven while we are here?
We can look at a few freshly produced snowflakes and be in awe at the natural beauty and geometry. No two are alike and we get to experience this beauty in heavenly winters. Perhaps heaven is simply appreciating beauty?
“To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour”
William Blake, Auguries of Innocence