This year has been deep with spiritual practice. While recovering from a chronic illness and having my recent doctor’s appointment two years later clear me of PASC/long covid, I have found another perspective from my previous logical self.
That perspective is simple. That some things just cannot be explained. I learned this the hard way while going through an illness that nobody knew anything about and yet my body would show me symptoms that stumped many field experts. Why is a perfectly healthy adult male having heart palpitations when every biomarker is normal? Why are they experiencing constant migraines when they hardly had them beforehand?
It’s an ode to the unknown really. Throughout these last two years, I would often contemplate questions I’ve never asked in my life before. I’d come across many Socratic philosophers, Stoics, and Eastern philosophers that continued to refer to the immortalizing of the “soul” and a greater force known as the “logos”, “dao”, or “divine spirit” as a means to give coherence to the world.
What I’d learn through this journey is that when you see the world’s insane reaction and when you follow your heart, the worst reaction is to freak out. That you may have doubted it for so long, so it took control.
I’ll never see the world the same. I cannot go back to a world where everything can be explained by means of Francis Bacon’s scientific hypotheses. That we must have an emphasis on David Hume’s idea of empirical evidence which is gathered through repeated observation and experimentation.
That even Hume, one of the biggest skeptics of religion did not rule out the idea “Of the Immortality of the Soul”. That there may indeed be a spiritual or transcendent dimension to the human experience as hinted by the great Socrates throughout Plato’s dialogues.
Life is a heavy burden. Take your time. You know the way. It’s ok. Don’t lie to your soul. Offer your light to the worst you’re feeling. The way that you’ve found, it’s the right one.