The One in many.

Up close, the microcosm, the “tiny universe” holds within it, The All.

If we examine one drop of water we can find the entire ocean, just as a wave is inseparable from the body of the sea. Even the crest is in relation to the trough.

A concept made clear: there is only a “them” if we create an “us”.

You / me. Good / bad. Black / white.

In any and every direction, we find stimulation in as many as infinite variations that are both natural and man-made. In this world, how we choose to emanate, how to be, is a unique flow, like each drop in the ocean.

The many as The One. The One in many.

In a world of movement, stillness is presence; softly illuminating and cradling the breath. Silence is a response. Silence is omniscient. Silence gives more than any word.

I’m learning, every day as I write, what Spirit is capable of.

I speak for myself, and in return recognize how that affects the Whole.

The microcosm is the word. What we experience inward is how we match our surroundings.

We are giant (and microscopic) filters for existence and Consciousness grows as we glow.