In Her Shell
Thursday, May 11, 2006
  Seeds
One of my students, responding to a question in a Graded Seminar about Frankenstein's subtitle (The Modern Prometheus), described an alternate version of the Prometheus story in which human beings are described as "seeds of heaven." The image that flashed before me was a giant but kindly hand, reaching down from the clouds to sprinkle little seeds across a vast green pasture.

The idea of a spark of divinity within each of us is appealing. It resonates with the idea that people falling in love are seeing that in each other, and the unexpected feeling of recognition when you meet someone who becomes a dear friend.

Religion, clearly, is not a necessary prerequisite for subscription to this theory. Scientists, theologians, and poets write of this with startling synchronicity, almost a meta-proof of the theory. Personally, I like this image of us, as little god seedlings, unfurling our leaves to brush against one another.
 
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