"The Sun is God. Everyone can see that." Or so C.J. Jung was told on his trip to America by the Native American Elder. Without getting into the discussion of what God is, we are literally, metaphorically, energetically one with the Sun. We revolve around it. It controls our destiny. So it has that going for it.
Then old C.J. is told that without the Elders belief the Sun would not rise. And you can just feel the recoil in our Western Minds. "That's not how it works. With the advent of Science (emphasis on capitalizing the "S" intended), we "know" that the sun is just one of many stars in the universe. We are on one of many planets that orbits the sun in ways and manners that can be mathematically calculated. Science has "evolved" humans past ancient superstitions and Sun worship.
So Western man no longer believes in the Sun. And it continues to Rise. And it is no longer a God. But what about the continuing faith of the Native American Elder. What are they preserving? To this I only say, whether the Sun is alive or not, like Schroedinger's Cat, depends on perspective. We underestimate, or better yet, do not understand what the human imagination actually is and what it can do. Not in a casually sort of way, but in a way that points at something else. The imagination can turn a God into a lifeless ball of burning hydrogen. And take all the life out of the universe.
Back from Tuscon. Seeing the end of my ancestors.
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