I was flying home on Friday night after a long week of work with a client. It was late and I was tired, eager to get home but feeling good about the week’s work. During the flight, I finished writing a report - another accomplishment in a busy week. As I felt the airplane start its descent into my home town airport, I happened to look out the window. Just slightly behind my glance was a half-moon that was blood red. A harvest moon in August - I couldn’t believe it! I sucked in my breath and just stared at its glamour. Right there in that claustrophobic airplane seat, I had a luminous experience in which I was one with All That Is. In that moment, there was no separation between me, the moon, God and all earthly beings. In other words, I experienced God.
The moment passed. I smiled and drifted back to my physical reality, packed into a late-night flight, homeward bound.
What is it about nature that so often enables us to experience our connection to God? I have a partial theory. The beauty of nature takes our breath away because it is freely given. We do nothing to deserve a beautiful red moon, a colorful sunset or the crash of waves on the beach. It is a gift given for no reason. It surprises us, like a friend who brings an unexpected gift. The lavishness of the gift can be overwhelming. It takes our breath away.
It is the love of the Divine, freely given.