This morning I am thinking of oneness as a state of being. It is how we interact with each other and the world. There was a Buddhist passage about reincarnation that I read years ago. It said something like, "Every soul has reincarnated so many times we have each been each other's father, mother, sister and brother. Every person you meet has at one time been your mother." Thus, each person you meet has, during some incarnation, given you the gift of life. It is a very personal way of translating oneness.
It is just past 5AM. The darkness of the sky has turned orange. A large bird is circling. The Ganga is slowly receding from the swelling of the monsoon season. An island in the river, which wasn't there two days ago and was only a sliver yesterday, has grown more substantial today. Everything is in motion. In the stillness of the early morning light, I sense this motion more easily. The one and the ten thousand, motion and stillness, all interconnected.
The island growing in the Ganga
spraying the mud from the receding Ganga off the steps of the ghat 
"God is a Verb" - Rabbi David Cooper! http://sn.im/rxooj
ReplyDeleteGood morning, my mother, father, brother, sister, sweetheart! and don't forget your past lives as a dog, of which I am sure there have been many.
Hy sweetest heart,
ReplyDeleteI long to lick your face.
Love, R
and wag your tail, too, of course!
ReplyDeleteMarshal McLuhan said, "I seem to be a verb," back in the ancient '60's. Somebody else said, "Be kind to your web footed friends, for a duck might be somebody's mother..."
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