Why do I see this body as the limits of my container the pieces of matter that comprise me continue on into the cosmos even the air between you and I is saturated with shifting energy carrying currents of information through supposed emptiness connection is everywhere I look from the veins and tissues of this body to the veins of mycelium and root systems underground to the streams and rivers snaking across the earth the illusion of separation is still poignant somehow despite the new science that shows we are one could I learn to feel beyond this form? can I lift the veil of this life? to recognize myself in all that I see is to relinquish this unruly fear of reality freedom is remembering a fate intertwined uncovering a deep compassion for all of existence To love myself is to love the world to love the world is to love myself we are inextricably intertwined we are one in the same
Protect the Innocent 