When I looked into my friend's face, there was something there, I could not quite put my finger on or define with words. The look took my breath away. I finally said, "What is that look?" My friend replied, "I love you."
In all my 65 years, I had never seen that particular look before. I have spent many hours learning about the way my brain works. Daniel Siegle, by the way, (Parenting From The Inside Out) maps out scientific evidence that our mind exists separate from our brain, which is interesting coming from a scientist. Well, my experience of being loved touched me some place beyond my brain. I would call the experience an experience of my soul. A sense of connection and commitment to this person was instantaneous. It was not taking me back to teenage years or puppy love. For me, it was the most tangible experience in my life of God. This experience did not happen in a church or in the context of religion. It was not a silly experience but perhaps a mythological experience in that myths are stories that attempt to tell us something of the truths of life that seem to dance around us, tantalizing us to make sense out of them.
There is a realm of the mysterious which we can sluff off as nonsense, ignore as too phenomenological, irrational, beyond logic, whatever, but quantum physics seems to tell us that the mysterious is an important part of reality. As is free will.
Anywho, God doesn't seem to be going anywhere that I can see and unfortunately God gets blamed for all kinds of sh*t, but the bottom line is we all come in contact with God each and every moment whether we recognize or believe in God or not. This very forum seems to be a testimony to that.