My teacher signed a book for me a decade ago. He wrote, "Do we dance or not?"
This morning my husband, sadly on the opposite coast for a bit, sent me a hymn that has me in its grip. The hymn is "I Danced in the Morning." Here's a refrain: "Dance then, wherever you may be: I am the Lord of the Dance, said he. And I'll lead you all wherever you may be, And I'll lead you all in the dance, said he."
To dance is to be in motion, rythmically in tune with the beat of the drum, the roll of the waves, the hum of your pulse. It means "yes" I accept the invitation to move to the score of my life and engage in the energetic flow of my life. And it can mean so much more...the quantum physicists are working so hard on the dance notation diagram...but can they hear the melody?
Which leads us back to the veil peeking the physicists alluded to in part one of this brief exploration of science and the Divine. I've been sitting with my question: What would a divine aspect of science be?
IMAGINATION! Thank you William Blake, the poet, painter, print maker, wonderous manifestion of a man.
In the late 1700's he wrote "Imagination is the Divine Body in Every Man."
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William Blake's painting of Oberon, Titania and Puck with Dancing Fairies, 1786.