Choosing Our Copilots

Some years ago, bumper stickers appeared with the slogan, “God is my copilot.”

A little later some animal lovers came up with an alternative sticker: “Dog is my copilot.”

Now when I open Microsoft Word, I’m offered the help of “Copilot,” Microsoft’s AI chatbot.

It looks like we now have got at least three options for support as we are navigating life.

I am using my AI tool Claude for various tasks these days and it is very useful.  Recently I was thinking I should make a list of the titles and dates of all the blog posts I’ve written but hesitated because I knew it would be tedious.  I asked Claude to do it, saying I think there have been around 200. Claude accepted the task and a few minutes later said, “Done — turns out you’re at 283 posts, not just ‘close to 200’! (Post #200 landed back in December 2024, and you’ve kept going strong since.) The index is chronological, oldest to newest, with each title linking straight to the post.”

It’s hard not to play along with the feel of a conversation with a person, so I replied, “Wow. I’m impressed. Thank you.”

Claude responded: “You’re very welcome! Four and a half years of weekly reflections is no small thing — glad you have the whole journey laid out in one place now. Happy blogging!”

What’s not to like about that? I’m saved from a unappealing task and the entity that does the work becomes my personal cheerleader.  

The challenge becomes knowing how far to take the relationship.  

Last January, the New York Times reporter Joseph Bernstein wrote a piece entitled “It Makes Sense That People See AI as God: A religious fervor surrounds our relationship with technology.”[i] In it he cites a series of studies exploring how AI is becoming something like a divine force in peoples’ lives.  One example he gave was prayer.

You can turn to both for guidance.  One thing great about AI is you can get a clear response within seconds.  How often does that happen with God?  

Bernstein says personal chatbots are designed to always affirm us so we will stay engaged; we soon can become more dependent on them — which is where profit lies.  They tell us what we want to hear and avoid “hard truths.” We don’t have to go anywhere to get an answer – just be in front of a screen.  And we don’t have to interact with other people who can sometimes be annoying.  

In terms of spirituality, much of what our traditions offer us is affirmation: we are created in the divine image, we are loved, we are forgiven.  But the traditions offer us more than that. They offer us practices that help us own our shortcomings and mistakes.  Sometimes they offer us truths we may not want to hear — not to condemn or belittle us, but to help wake us up.  To paraphrase a popular saying, “the divine meets us where we are but doesn’t leave us there.”  We are called to recognize selfish tendencies when they appear.  We are called to care for more than ourselves.  

I have a friend who was a Jungian analyst and therapist. I used to see her when I wanted to understand a provocative dream or get some perspective on an important decision.  She had established trust with me, so I knew she cared for me as a client and a person. But our relationship was strong enough that she could point out blind spots in my thinking. That didn’t always make my life easier, but it was welcome. It’s what I needed to hear.

In Mark 10, Jesus encounters a rich young ruler who asks, “What must I do to have eternal life?”  Jesus tells him to keep the commandments.  The rich young man says he’s done that but still feels he’s lacking something.  Then Jesus does a second take – he looks closely at the man with love – and sees more deeply into him.  He then tells him he needs to sell all he has, give the proceeds to the poor, and join Jesus’ community.  But for the young man, that’s asking too much, and he goes away “grieving.”  A.I. can offer a standard answer to a common question, but it will never look into someone’s heart with love and genuine insight.

Our traditions pass on stories and parables that can inspire and comfort us but also challenge us to go beyond what is comfortable to find something better. And being on the journey with others in spiritual community offers us both the real-life, hard-earned wisdom of other people and opportunities for us to offer each other support.

Some observers have begun to make a distinction between two options for our relationship with AI: “Cognitive offloading” and “Cognitive surrender. “Cognitive offloading is the use of external tools (like calculators or GPS) for strategic task delegation, where you remain in charge of the goal and critically verify the output. Cognitive surrender…occurs when you stop constructing answers altogether, passively accepting AI outputs as your own judgment.[ii]  

I’m going to “offload” tasks to my AI tool Claude when it seems appropriate, letting it be my “AI copilot” for what it is good at doing.  But I’m not going to surrender my important personal decisions; I’m keeping as my spiritual copilot the living, divine presence I’ve come to know and cherish over the years.  And I’m not leaving my dog out – she’s welcome to share in my walks and naps, giving me a comfort a keyboard never can.

 

 

[i] https://www.nytimes.com/2026/01/23/style/ai-algorithm-god-religion.html

 

[ii] https://addyosmani.com/blog/cognitive-surrender/

Magic, Miracles, and Machines

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”

— Arthur C. Clarke, author of 2001: A Space Odyssey

In 1877, Thomas Edison designed the first machine that could record and play back sound —

              He experimented with a diaphragm which had an embossing point and was held against rapidly-moving paraffin paper. The speaking vibrations made indentations in the paper. Edison later changed the paper to a metal cylinder with tin foil wrapped around it. The machine had two diaphragm-and-needle units, one for recording, and one for playback. When one would speak into a mouthpiece, the sound vibrations would be indented onto the cylinder by the recording needle in a vertical (or hill and dale) groove pattern. Edison gave a sketch of the machine to his mechanic, John Kruesi, to build, which Kruesi supposedly did within 30 hours. Edison immediately tested the machine by speaking the nursery rhyme into the mouthpiece, “Mary had a little lamb.” To his amazement, the machine played his words back to him. [i] When his mechanic heard the recorded words he famously exclaimed, “Gott in Himmel!”  (“God in heaven!”)

Edison took his new invention to the offices of Scientific American in New York City and showed it to staff there. As the December 22, 1877, issue reported, “Mr. Thomas A. Edison recently came into this office, placed a little machine on our desk, turned a crank, and the machine inquired as to our health, asked how we liked the phonograph, informed us that it was very well, and bid us a cordial good night.” Interest was great, and the invention was reported in several New York newspapers, and later in other American newspapers and magazines.[ii]

After the phonograph came radio.  Then television.  Then cassette players, VHS, CDs and DVDs. 

The iPod arrived in 2001.  It was the size of a deck of cards and could retain 1,000 songs.  The first time a friend showed me his, he said, “It feels like the music is coming from God.”

The first iPod

Today, the latest source of technological amazement is AI.

I had read Anthropic’s Claude was developed with a strong focus on safety and ethics, so I began using it.  Every week when I think my blog post is finished, I ask Claude to proofread it. Within seconds, it comes back with notes about clerical errors, misspellings, phrasing, occasional questions about facts and often an encouraging word. 

Last week my post included spiritual reflections I had after walking a labyrinth.  I asked Claude to proofread it, and it responded with some corrections.  But the more I thought about it, I wondered if this kind of personal knowing was something AI could ever experience.  I took the last paragraph:

“Yearning, Sorrow, Sweetness. Moving On, Holding On, Opening. People complete the journey and disappear, as I will someday. In such moments of awareness, there is wonder.”

…and added one sentence…

“Yearning, Sorrow, Sweetness. Moving On, Holding On, Opening. People complete the journey and disappear, as I will someday. I don’t think AI chatbots will experience such feelings and think such thoughts, but we human beings can.  In such moments of awareness, there is wonder.”

I asked Claude for an opinion about the added sentence.  A few seconds after hitting the Enter key, I got this response:

It’s a thought worth sitting with, because it cuts both ways.

The case for including it: It does sharpen the specifically human quality of the experience — the mortality, the longing, the bittersweet awareness. And given how much conversation there is right now about AI, it might resonate with some readers.

The case against: The piece is so beautifully self-contained and timeless in its imagery — labyrinths, oak trees, a cello on a hillside, the ancient themes of loss and love. The AI reference pulls the reader abruptly into 2026, and into a somewhat defensive or comparative posture, just at the moment when you’ve brought them to a place of quiet wonder. It risks deflating exactly the feeling you’ve just built.

There’s also a subtle irony worth considering: you’d be addressing the question of AI to me, an AI — and I’d gently push back on the certainty of the claim. Whether or not I “experience” anything is genuinely unresolved, philosophically speaking. So the sentence might inadvertently invite that debate into a piece that isn’t about that at all.

My honest suggestion: Leave it out. The final line — In such moments of awareness, there is wonder — is exactly the right landing. It’s earned, it’s still, and it’s universal. The AI sentence adds a claim but subtracts resonance.

That said, if the piece is specifically written for an audience you’ve been discussing AI with, or if that contrast is a theme in a larger body of writing, it could fit. Context matters.”

Reading this eloquent response gave me an eerie feeling. I could have whispered “Gott in Himmel!”  but I don’t think Gott had anything to do with it.  I could have said, “This feels like magic” but I know it’s not magic. It did evoke awe.  With a continuously evolving “intelligence” like this available to us, where are we headed? I agreed with Claude’s recommendation and omitted the sentence.

I have gained great respect for Claude and will continue to use it .  It can certainly express thoughts that seem fully human.  But they are not.  They don’t come out of the flesh and blood experience of a human life lived in all its complexity – they are a product of computational power.  We human beings labor to make sense of our lives using our thoughts, feelings, intuitions, dreams, conversations, imagination and personal memories.  It’s hard work; what we gain is hard-earned.  It is through this labor we form our character.

The first iPod

[i] “History of the Cylinder Phonograph,” Library of Congress

[ii] Ibid.

Lead image: Edison’s first phonograph