The closest experience that comes to mind was in an undergraduate tutoring session for a first-year mathematics module, where “just for fun” at the end of the session we were taken along a path of derivations from the subject matter we’d just covered, up into some more abstract math, and then back down into something more concrete and familiar that had (until that point) always seemed like an entirely separate area of mathematics.
For a brief moment it was like everything fell into place, and I was face to face with the infinite / eternal / perfect structure of the universe. But then the session ended and the spell broke, and I realised I couldn’t quite remember it all well enough to recreate what had just happened.
But there’s no experience I can report that ever made me suspect the involvement of the supernatural or the divine.
The closest experience that comes to mind was in an undergraduate tutoring session for a first-year mathematics module, where “just for fun” at the end of the session we were taken along a path of derivations from the subject matter we’d just covered, up into some more abstract math, and then back down into something more concrete and familiar that had (until that point) always seemed like an entirely separate area of mathematics.
For a brief moment it was like everything fell into place, and I was face to face with the infinite / eternal / perfect structure of the universe. But then the session ended and the spell broke, and I realised I couldn’t quite remember it all well enough to recreate what had just happened.
But there’s no experience I can report that ever made me suspect the involvement of the supernatural or the divine.