Cosmologically the “Big Bang” is the generally accepted starting point of the universe. The theory holds that at one time everything that exists, all 125 billion galaxies, all 70 sextillion stars (that’s a 7 followed by 22 zeros or nearly 18 times the number of grains of sand on Earth) was locked in an infinitesimally small point, a singularity. Then, and no one really knows why though there are a lot of theories, the point began expanding very rapidly and some 13.7 billion years later, give or take a millennium or two, here we are. The numbers and vastness of the universe is clearly beyond my ability, or any other mere mortals, to comprehend.
Then there is the whole dark matter/energy curiosity. It seems that only a little less than 5% of the universe exists in the visible spectrum, over 95% of everything is invisible to us, comprised of roughly 25% dark matter and 70% dark energy, depending on who is doing the goesintas (you know, 2 goes into 4 twice). OK, take a breath. Kinda gets the head spinning doesn’t it. The good news is we do not have to have it all together to figure (as if we could) it all out in order to have a relationship with a Power Greater Than Ourselves.
To paraphrase that great metaphysician George Carlin: People talk about getting their shit together. Because as soon as they get their shit together, they will be ready. Ready for what? If they got their shit together, what would they do with it? Most people have a lot of shit, so it would be far too heavy to carry around, so they would have to find a place keep their shit. I guess they could put their shit in storage. But how will anybody know they got their shit together if it is in storage? Kinda defeats the whole purpose of getting ones shit together doesn’t it? You gotta show your shit off or what’s the point? You could get a really big truck to haul your shit around with you I suppose, but that’s a lot of shit to find parking for. And what about the trouble makers? All those who haven’t been able to get their shit together will get shity when they see you and your shit together. Then there are those assholes who try to give you shit. It is their shit, but they try to pawn it off on you. Look, I know my shit, so don’t give me any shit. My shit is over here; your shit is over there. Don’t try to mix the shit just because you can’t get your shit together.
Fortunately, with all due respect to Mr. Carlin, it is not required for us to have all the answers or our "shit" together to have a relationship with the miraculous. We can start at as simple a level as we need, it can be as simple as: there is a God and I am not it. So we keep an open mind and from this mustard seed's worth of faith a powerful spiritual experience can, and will grow. No shit.
© Vincent Lee Jones Living In Spirit
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The Secret, Wayne Dyer, Serenity,
Enlightenment, Zen, Emmet Fox, How To Be Happy, Golden Key, Pope Francis,
Chopra, Jesus, Einstein, AA, McRaven, Healing Path
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