Everywhere I look I see people searching for where they belong, whether it’s family, tribe, workplace, belief, a point of view they have in common . . .anything that holds them together. There is a hunger to be a part of something bigger, something significant.
But what if wherever we are, whomever we’re with, we could just expand our energy outwards to cross the illusion of separateness? What if it weren’t effort to be in oneness with everything and everyone? What if it’s as simple as breathing, this being thing? Being with ourselves, being with others, being with nature.
Every time we go to thought it takes us away from being. Every time we go to making anything significant it takes us away from oneness. Every time we go to judgment we stop being.
Would a drop in the ocean ever call itself separate from the ocean? Why would we?