Ursula Goodenough's worshipful descriptions of evolution were thrilling to read. I finished not only inspired by the awe-inspiring wonder that is each element of life, but with enhanced understanding of the science undergirding it all.
Goodenough refrains from assigning attributes to mystery. She explains that, in pinning down God with certainties, we limit what we might learn. She refers to her "covenant with mystery," which generates wonder and awe. In learning about science, she explains that she is not less moved by mystery, but grows in her awe of it. In this sense, she compares it to understanding the intracacies of one of Mozart's sonatas.
"What do I do with my yearning to be special in some ultimate sense? I have come to understand that the self, my self, is inherently sacred. By virtue of its own improbability, its own miracle, its own emergence.
"I start with my egg cell, one of 400,000 in my mother's ovaries. It meets with one of the hundreds of millions of sperm cells produced each day by my father. Astonishing that I happen at all, truly astonishing. And then I cleave, I gastrulate, I implant, I grow tiny fetal kidneys and a tiny heart. The genes of my father and the genes of my mother switch on and off and on again in all sorts of combinations, all sorts of chords and tempos, to create something both eminently human and eminently new. Once I am born, my unfinished brain slowly completes its maturation in the context of my unfolding experience and during my quest to understand what it is to be a person, I come to understand that there can be but one me.
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"With this comes the understanding that I am in charge of my own emergence. It is not something that I must wait for, but something to seek, something to participate in achieving, something to delight in achieving." (60)
Although I may not have such a strong sense of my own independence in my emergence as does she, I do find this a compelling view of the "eminently human and eminently new," or unique, aspect of self. It is something that emboldens me and inspires me to actively nurture my own emergence and to encourage others to do the same.
"My body is some 10 trillion cells. Period. My thoughts are a lot of electricity flowing along a lot of memrane. My emotions are the result of neuro-transmitters squirting on my brain cells. I look in the mirror and see the mortality and find myself fearful, yearning for less knowledge, yearning to believe that I have a soul that will go to heaven and soar with the angels.
William James: 'At bottom, the whole concern of religion is with the manner of our acceptance of the universe.'
This is the manner of our acceptance. It can be disappointed and resentful; it can be passive and acquiescent; or it can be the active response we call assent. When my awe at how life works gives way to self-pity because it doesn't work the way I would like, I call on assent--the age-old religious response to self-pity, as in 'Why, Lord? Why This? Why ME?' and then, 'Thy Will Be Done.'
As a religious naturalist I say 'What Is, Is' with the same bowing of the head, the same bending of the knee. Which then allows me to say 'Blessed Be to What Is' with thanksgiving. To give assent is to understand, incorporate, and then let go. With the letting go comes that deep sigh we call relief, and relief allows the joy-of-being-alive-at-all to come tumbling forth again.
Assent is a dignified word. Once it is freely given, one can move fluidly within it." (47)
Albert Einstein: "The most beautiful emotion we can experiencer is the mystical. It is the source of all true art and science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead." (101)
William James: "It is as if there were in the human consciousness a sense of reality, a feeling of objective presence, a perception of what we may call 'something there,' more deep and more general than any of the special and particularly 'senses' by which the current psychology supposes existent realities to be originally revealed." (100)
"...When I am invaded by Immanence, most often in the presence of beauty or love or relief, my response is to open myself to its blessing. It is the path to the holy, taken by seekers before me and seekers to follow, and I give myself over to my mystic potential, to the possibility of being lost in something much larger than my daily self, the possibility of transcending my daily self....Even as I don't understand it, it is nonetheless vey immediate, and experienced, and known. It becomes a part of myself that I most cherish and value, the part that most deeply celebrates the fact that I am alive, the part that sustains me through discouragement and loss." (102-103)
"Does death have any meaning? Well, yes, it does. Sex without death gets you single-celled algae and fungi; sex with mortal soma gets you the rest of the eukaryotic creatures. Death is the price paid to have trees and clams and birds and grasshoppers, and death is the price paid to have human consciousness, to be aware of all that shimmering awareness and all that love." (151)