Who we talk to (when we talk to the sky)

So I like waxing poetic every now and then! But the guest blogger at Jeff’s just happened, for no reason I can discern, to say what I feel most of the time. OK, all of the time. I just didn’t want to look too silly.

A crack in the old space-time fabric [ahem]
Perhaps I’m irrational, but I choose to believe that the universe is intelligent across all dimensions and across all points in time. It communicates with us. It may be absurd, but I believe it. In fact, I suspect it sends messages to us all the time without our ever realizing it. Maybe that accounts for premonitions, visions, dreams, epiphanies–those aha! moments we just can’t otherwise explain.