This is what I am thinking about today. Why is it so difficult for people to see how connected we are? Who are you, what are you made of, we now know it is stardust too, cool! They just found another skull and scientists think it is a NEW species, wow, but then, so what. While I think ancestry is interesting, does it really change anything, does it make you feel superior knowing your relative from long ago was Napoleon, it's fun, but so what. What does your DNA say about your health, longevity, allergies, every molecule, every cell is fascinating, but so what. Let's add football to every night of the week, so we can watch this competition between humans, and get all excited, or any sport for that matter, we love the battle, but so what. Work life, we struggle, we compete, we get money, we strive to be the best, so what. Need to reproduce, you need a spouse, you need a family to take care of you as you age, you need someone to make you feel good, worthy, happy, or not? You need to dress up every Halloween your entire life, or not? Silly or serious, is it all really, OK?
Here you and I are, on this planet, spinning around together, so, so what? I think science and philosophers finally agree, our soul and our body are two different things. So what does that tell me? Well then everything is a choice, nothing is not up to us, our lives are our own and ours only, or is it? Is it my age, that has me seeing and contemplating more, that nothingness and everything are the same, the sea of humanity, has been a giant playground that we are supposed to participate in fully without fear, because what the heck, it is a speck in what we consider time, my soul will dance with yours after, it probably did before, the me now, got here.
So does it really matter that I want to leave the planet, and those who I have come in contact with, better for having been with me? I think so. When I look into your starry eyes, I should see the wonder, the connection we have been given in a great Love, so great and vast there is no fully conscious comprehension of it. We keep falsely "thinking" I need to be better than I am now, or than you, to be worthy. You can have fun and know we are the same anyway. I can feel "it" humming in the background, singing in the background. When I pay close attention it can take my breath away, make my heart pitter pat, dream the dream.
So what if you screw it up, really bad, so what, you get to make that choice, it is ok, make another choice, and another, oops, yikes, whee..... You are still going to be loved, because you are! This is just our serious, silly, wild human experience. Everyone of us is the same embodiment, a spoke in the wheel for now, but we will whirl back together, and set off again to create something, in the magical Love we are. Just do YOUR thing, other's will do theirs, it is OK.
So thanks for being you and me! So weird, yet today, it seems so right. I should probably not turn on the TV, ah, so what, I love Sunday Morning.
Life on Gravel
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City girl sharing stories of a life full of country glitter and other shit.