‘Having read recently that there are more neurons in the human brain than there are stars in the Milky Way, and having read any number of times that the human brain is the most complex object known to exist in the universe..’
I have been reading (or struggling to read) a few essays from ‘When I was a Child I Read Books’ by Marilynne Robinson.
This paragraph in particular reminded me of my dad who has always been in awe of the workings of the human brain. Later Marilynne Robinson writes:-
‘If we are to consider the heavens, how much more are we to consider the magnificent energies of consciouness that make whomever we pass on the streets a far grander marvel than our galaxy?’
And that little paragraph reminded me of what my friend JM had written the other day about listen(ing) to your life.
Maybe reading a blog, book, poem, listening to music, appreciating art and the many other ways human beings express themselves is like looking up at a beautiful starry night and considering the heavens?
You appreciate just that little bit more that each human soul is a deep mystery and maybe you start singing ‘How Great Thou Art’ or something? For if you’re going to consider all the works Thy Hands have made you can’t leave out people, and you can’t leave out yourself. You’re a marvel, I’m a marvel as well.
Often I stare up at The Plough or Orion and wonder at them being so far distant and yet so beautiful. (There is that melancholy again!)
Yet whoever I pass on the street is an even grander marvel than our Milky Way.