Sunday, March 30, 2014

Rhythmic Beauty

There is a rhythmic beauty in the universe that all begins with God. 

A song named "Spiders Web" - By Katie Melua is an intriguing song to me.  The way I see it, she says it is hard for us to know what is right and wrong, and that right and wrong can seem very close to each other.  My favorite line from this song is:

“The piano keys are black and white, but they sound like a million colors in your mind.”

This really illustrates how perception can change everything, and what may seem simple at first can really be something very intricate.   I also think that it means that we can look at something one way, and think that we have all the information we need to determine what is really going on, but in reality there is a whole other dimension to what we are looking at.  
I would like to delve, for a moment, into this "other dimension".  The dimension of thought.  The dimension of who we are and why we are what we are.  The dimension that is all things real which we cannot see, which are the most important realities for life.  

Ponder with me for a moment:
 Why is it disturbing to hear piano keys being banged?  Why is it teeth grinding-ly uncomfortable to hear screeching, or think of a tortured person?  Why is it unnerving to be in a pitch black room, with no knowledge of what is in the room, and nothing but the clothes you are wearing to hold on to?

Why does it disturb us when hate invades us?  Why do we then, so often desire retaliation for such invasions? Why does something within us seem to say that there is a better way to resolve conflict?  

Why does the sound of a sobbing child seem to cause an instinct reaction, within us, of dis-ease wanting to stop the crying, either out of frustration or out of love?  
How can our hearts be broken?  How is this humanly possible?

What makes bad things bad?

The answer is the same for the following questions,

Why does a sweet melody always seem to sooth the soul?

Why does the sound of soft wind, running effortlessly through your hair, send a chill of pleasure down your spine?
Why does walking toward a gorgeously sun lit path, leading you to someone you love, give such  a sense of security and hope?

Why is it that when someone does something kind or generous for you, in a time of great need, it is so natural to react with a heart full of gratitude?

Why is it that when we embrace a child who is crying, giving them all the healing love we can find within us, why then do we have such a blessed feeling inside as we know that our tender influenced touched the child and soothed their tears?  

How can our hearts be in love?  How are they capable of loving?  How is this actually possible?  

What is the answer to all these questions?  
They are all the same answer: Because of God.
Because God exists.
Because God exists these things are so.  
We feel, because God exists.
We experience these things because we are human, and we are only human because God is God. 

Much like a child starts to obtain similar characteristics to his parents, (perhaps he has his mother’s laugh, and his dad's sense of logic) we all have characteristics of God.  Whether we believe in him, or of him, or deny him completely, we cannot escape this reality.  We are his children.  These "instincts" are simply human, but also inhuman.  They are man and God.  They are man's experience entwined with who we really are, God’s literal offspring.   And why do we have a human experience? Because of God.

Alma 30:44
"... Thou hast had signs enough; will ye tempts your God?  Will ye say, Show unto me a sign, when ye have the testimony of all these thy brethren, and also all the holy prophets?  The scriptures are laid before thee, yea, and all things denote there is a God;  yeah, even the earth, and all things that are upon the face of it, yea, and its motion, yea, and also all the planets which move in their regular form do witness that there is a Supreme Creator"

I also witness, that there is a Supreme Creator. 

Thank you for reading, and sharing in my flow of thought.  :)  

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