The Human and the Universe
These days, I’ve been a bit unwell, with a sore throat, so I stay at home, take it easy, and use this time to study the Milky Way, the movement of the Moon and the Earth…
My God… how many discoveries I’m making.
The human body, in its composition, mirrors the Earth: the same elements, the same molecules, the same “dust”. We are literally made of the same material as the Earth itself. And yet, there is something that observes all of this. There is consciousness.
And this is what I am understanding more and more: God is not something distant and unreachable, but something eternally alive, like a child in an eternal garden. The one who wanted us to witness all these manifestations, and who, in a way, observes Himself through us, through our consciousness.
We observe how human beings go beyond the limits of the Earth, travel to the Moon, create machines, and at the same time we seem to observe ourselves from the outside. As if the Creator were watching His own creation through us.
And then a deeper feeling arises: if this consciousness is present in every human being, then in each of us there is this point, God, whatever name we give it.
And then all discoveries are not only for humanity and not only for human beings, but in a way for Him as well, because He observes Himself through us, through our consciousness, through our understanding, and through our questions.
We see millions of stars similar to the Sun, which means they may have their own planets, their own systems, their own “Earths” and “Moons”. And perhaps life exists there as well. The distances are simply immense, beyond what we can yet reach.
I remembered mitochondria, those ancient bacteria within us that once came together to survive and exist as one. And this too is part of the greater story: how complexity arises from simplicity, how life emerges from matter, and consciousness emerges from life.
And then the words of the Bible take on a different meaning: we are truly created in the image and likeness. Because within us there is not only matter, but also the ability to observe, to understand, and to question.
And science, surprisingly, does not contradict this, but brings me back again and again to this feeling: we are not just a body, not just the Earth, we are that which can see, understand, and participate in this infinite process.
And then this cycle becomes clearer: the body returns to the Earth, becoming the same matter from which it was formed.
And consciousness does not seem to disappear, but rather dissolves into this space of which we have always been a part, the space where the Milky Way, the stars, the planets, and entire systems are in motion.
And I am so grateful that my place, like that of other analysts and philosophers, is to be here, to ask questions, to see more deeply, and to notice what often escapes the eye.
The study of psychology allows me to see incredible patterns and processes of the human psyche, including how they appear in behavior, in choices, and even in business.
Through this, perception expands, and a wider vision of life appears, with its nuances, its meaning, and its depth.
And in this, I see a true miracle.