“ 'Do you have a definition of God?' the host [interviewing me] suddenly inquires.
“ 'Reality,' I say, not thinking.
“She looks at me, taken aback. 'Wow!' She shakes her head. 'I have been asking that question for four years and that is the first time I’ve had that answer. “God is reality.” ' She tries it out on her tongue again, as if in another, near-silent 'Wow.'
“Later, I think that if I had been prepared, or if I’d thought about it for a hundred hours, I could never have come up with something closer to what I believe. Did I mean that reality is the deity before which we have to kneel and bow, as a Buddhist might say? Did I mean that divinity is real, not something out of fancy, as my Christian friends would hold?
“It hardly matters. I had no time to perfect an answer, so what came out of me was true.”
