The Ineffable
What smites us with unquenchable amazement is not that which we grasp and are able to convey but that which lies within our reach but beyond our grasp; not the quantitative aspect of nature but something qualitative; not what is beyond our range of time and space but the true meaning, source and end of being, in other words, the ineffable.
– Abraham Joshua Heschel, Man is Not Alone P.4
Many times we experience things we do not fully understand and cannot begin to adequately articulate. It is as if something has grasped us as we struggle in search for meaning or something bigger than ourselves. Sometimes we are grasped even when we are not searching. Heschel comes very close, I think, to explaining this sort of experience. To those that are fortunate enough to share in such an encounter, Heschel’s words need little explanation. Nature’s mysteries sometimes draw us into this mystery of causes. Who or what is this mystery that we sometimes glimpse however dimly? What is it that we feel kinship with in those mundane and extradinary of times? Is it imagination or wishful expectation or something much, much greater?