Article October 13, 1997 Issue

Illumined consciousness and healing

Mary Alice Rose

One spring semester I took an evening class offered by an area university, traveling there and home again through the hilly, winding back roads in the dark. I had never traveled those roads before and found it took a great deal of concentration to navigate; the pavement seemed to disappear into the darkness around each bend. Squinting into the oncoming headlights, I found the trip tedious and wearying at the end of a long workday.

Then one evening in early spring, when the daylight started stretching into the evening hours, I found the road was easier to navigate, and I discovered I was in a completely new world! What before had been nothing but blackness had become a gorgeous expanse of lush, rolling farmlands. I drank in the view. I had had no idea any of that beauty was there, and now I looked forward to that drive every week, grateful for finally seeing what had been there all along.

This experience taught me a lesson about spiritual vision. Things are not always what they seem to be to our limited view. These words from Science and Health rang in my thought: "Mortals must look beyond fading, finite forms, if they would gain the true sense of things....

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