Miracles happen according to the Divine plan and according to God's Law. The miracle of science is man's ability to harness the internal flame of truth and bring it to light in material forms. The material, unfortunately, becomes dogmatic truth. Yet, had man grasped that the process is essentially more than the product, all conclusions may have been forgone. To me, science's miracle is man's ability to ascertain the direction in which further research may go. Humbled beyond belief, I realized one day that the scientific method isn't the exclusive right of scientists but a formula for truth available to all, a formula made inclusive when inclusive of the "I" of conscious knowing.
In the winter of my younger adulthood, I went up to Lake Tahoe, CA, to a ski resort. My friends and I hadn't gone skiing before, but with a few solid lessons, we decided to try the bunny slopes. In all greenness, I found the only living thing in the middle of the ski path, which had a wide birth of about forty feet. The four-foot high pine tree and I were destined to meet, though somehow I managed to shift my weight and veer around it. As our ski class headed back to the lift, I got on thinking we'd be going down the bunny slope again, to which I felt a new sense of self-confidence.
To my anticipated surprise, the group took a left off the lift to a more advanced slope. I hesitated as I watched my friends ski effortlessly to the bottom. After several falls in making my attempt, I aggressively pointed my skis in front of me and made a straight line downhill. While standing at the bottom of the hill waiting for me, my friends moved out of my way as if anticipating a collision. Behind them stood a 3-4-foot-high granite boulder. I skied up the boulder and landed on my back with no way to stop the downward momentum. My skis and poles were scattered all around me. That day, I died laughing.
In the middle of summer of my later adult years, I swam in a lake near Burney Falls, CA - a mountain community to the west of Mt. Lassen. After about two hours of swimming, I was tireless. If it hadn't been for a slight sunburn and an empty stomach, I might have continued to swim for the remainder of the afternoon. Instead, I relaxed in the shade with my snack food and sports drink and saved swimming for the next day. Oneness is a lap pool and about as close to aliveness as anyone can get while exercising.
Life is funny, with its ups and downs. There are moments when everything comes together harmoniously and times when it doesn't. To me, science, in the scheme of life, is the ability to take direction.
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