At least 2 things are always happening — 1) our sense of just trying to survive and 2) what is incubating within us, underneath our survival efforts, waiting to be birthed.
Although I can trace it as far back as I can remember, as I have gotten older, I feel aware of my increasing interest in the collective experience of humanity, rather than just my own personal experience of it.
Over the course of our life, we move from ‘they’, to ‘I’, to ‘we’.
Ever noticed...how dis-integrated we sometimes feel?
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