The Unified Field
by
Milton Howard
At 'Big House', our summer residence on the southern basin of Lake Winnipeg, I was sitting on a garden swing in the shade of a maple tree, contemplating the beauty of the park we had created. The expanse of well trimmed lawns was surrounded by a variety of bushes and trees into which had been carved secret little avenues and grottos, leading along meandering grassy pathways to secluded leafy bowers. Private places in the woods, concealed from view, where one can be alone with nature.
My eyes took in the stands of birch, ash and elm; maple poplar and oak; spruce, pine and willow; each with its own unique variegated foliage, home to myriads of song birds. The many species of fruit bushes which fence in the lower levels of the woods. All of the trees and bushes show off their leafy summer finery, interlaced against a backdrop of clear blue sky and bright sunlight.
The gentle fingers of the breeze caressed the leaves making them bend and flutter with excitement.
In the garden everything was growing in such profusion. The legumes, greens and root vegetables; the peppers, cucumbers and tomatoes; the herbs; the flowers arranged to spell out BO PEEP and LEONARDO. It was our best garden ever. It was our best summer ever!
Low in the sky, a float plane droned slowly homeward with a heavy load.
A dragon-fly flitted about, searching for mosquitos.
A chipmunk, tail erect, clucked cheekily on the deck.
Everything seemed to be at peace and in its place.
All was silent except for the sounds of nature which, in meditative mood, I gradually tuned out. Even my muffled heart beats faded.
I sat and dreamt, watching with my inner eye, the dance of life.
Everything was quiet and still, and listening in that silence from deep within my inner ear, I heard your song and breathed the melody into my soul.
The immortal in me recognised the immortal spirit in you.
The being in my being watched and waited until it saw the being in your being.
Aroused by your presence, the heart of my heart throbbed in unison with the heart of your heart, and they joined together in the dance.
At the start, we danced a sylph-like pas de deux, swaying and moving on tip-toe, gracefully following and circling each other, until we came together.
Then, linked to each other we turned and pirouetted, slowly at first, then faster and faster, closer and closer until we united - enwrapped and enraptured.
Gathering momentum like a vast tornado, we revolved, spiralled and twisted, drawing all our earthly baggage into our dance.
Spinning like a dynamo, humming like a humming top, we hummed along in mystic harmony.
We hummed our song.
Our tornado rose heavenwards and, without regret, we dropped all our baggage and dissolved into the clouds.
Leaving a trail of supreme bliss, we disappeared into a carefree void of radiance, joy and love, and became part of the greater dream, which dreamt it all.
Merging with other happy dancers who had taken the same journey, we went laughing and sliding down the arc of the rainbow, passing through a prism to a focal point which entered a spherical chamber of time mirrors within a tiny raindrop.
There the photons collided with their reflected past selves and shattered into the most elemental fragments which comprise everything.
In the centre of the chamber we were surprised to meet the smiling benign soul of Einstein.
He was smiling because he had found that for which he had been searching - the UNIFIED FIELD - and the unified field is pure love.
He gave us a new formula, using Platonic mathematics
Since E = mc2; L = ECnth
Where L - pure love, and big C = Compassion.
We had reached that point where everything is known; where all is as it was; where all is as it will be; and, all is pure potential.
From that point of pure love, there was nothing else, nothing else at all. There never had been. Awakening from my reverie I heard the wind whispering its vespers amongst the leaves.
Everything seemed fresher, clearer, brighter and intensified. The trees, the plants, the birds, the animals; each of us one of a kind, inter-existing, side by side, within a common energy field, seeking the light which transforms our lives.
'How privileged we are to share all this', I mused. 'Perhaps I should hug a tree.' What an interesting suggestion. I wonder how it arose?
Is this maple perhaps a bodhi tree?