I grew up watching episodes of the original Star Trek. They must have been reruns, because I was too young to have remembered the original episodes the first time they aired on T.V. I thought the imaginative trips at warp speed to some alien landscape in some previously undiscovered corner of the galaxy where, perhaps, the plant life was deadly or the inhabitants looked like rocks made of silicon, were intriguing.
I was always fascinated by Spock, from Vulcan: the planet where logic replaced the emotions and violence that used to be a part of that world. Spock could “mind meld” with his own kind or alien races, giving a glimpse into how they thought or felt.
There are numerous fiction stories featuring soul mates or twins having a connection so strong they can read each other’s thoughts.
We crave connection: something strong and out of the ordinary way of things. I believe these stories and concepts come from an inherent desire to connect with God, knowing we are understood, accepted, even cherished. I think we crave that kind of connection because on some level we are aware that something is missing: that space in our heart that only God can fill; communication that involves our mind and heart and spirit. We want to communicate. We are built for it.
I believe God is essentially saying “My mind to your mind,” so you can “live long and prosper.”