As a student of anatomy I spent many days in the lab doing human dissection.
Day 1 we were all nervous. Would we be able to control our reactions to seeing a cadaver for the first time?
The answer to that question was easy, and surprising, for a cadaver that has been prepared for dissection in an anatomy lab bares as much resemblance to what we know as life as the chair you are sitting on.
I am not sure how many hours we spent in the lab over the course of the year that anatomy was the main subject. It was a lot, maybe 8 hours a week. It all gets very comfortable…there is no blood to deal with, only fat really…as that is the job of the person doing the dissection, to remove fat so the muscles, nerves and blood vessels may be identified.
As a science student and someone who rejected religion in my teens, at some point in that lab I began to question exactly what animates a human? Whatever that is certainly was not present in these cadavers.
Where did it go? Where did it come from?
These questions, of course, have been asked since human time began.
I found it hard to study anatomy and physiology and not be in complete awe…this amazingly complex system called the human body. Where the billions of cells all coordinated together, without a ‘boss’, where messages were communicated in an instant across the whole body. Where digestion is occurring as we play Mozart, all without our attention or direction.
I am not the first to contemplate our body with this level of awe, nor will I be the last.
I found myself sitting with both the justifiable awe, and the question..what animates life?
After hours spent with the silent cadavers, the remnants of people, lives, loved ones, history…I came to the conclusion, without any evidence other than my own intuition, that whatever that is than animates, whatever that is that allowed this magnificent human body to do what it does…simply does not arrive from nowhere and disappear back to nowhere.
This animating spirit, our life force…has no beginning or end. Our bodies are simply the vehicles of transmission, rather like a tree might transmit a lightening strike.
In the laboratory of science I found spirit. I am not the first, nor the last…Einstein, Fuller..found the mystery too great to be defined by a rational linear mind.
Spirit animates. Animation allows activity. Activity births enterprise. Without spirit we have no enterprise…
This cosmology does not have a dogma…it does not fit a religious belief. It simply is.
As Carl Jung had on the door of his home…Vocatus atque non vocatus, deus aderit
Invited, or uninvited, God (Spirit if you want to remove religious connotations) is present.