what really matters

i can sit here and think i'm extra special because i write about things the larger part of our race hasn't come to grips with. but when i turn away from this computer i'm forced to face what really matters: the way i pet my dog, how i brush my teeth. there is no purpose above living this life, simply and contentedly, striving always to acknowledge and respect my innate commonality with all those i share this existence with. whether we fear, hate, misunderstand, envy or ridicule eachother, we're all so very intimate. we are truly all part of the same family; a handful of beings floating around on this little blue ball. we're all we've got. deep down we all know that and love eachother.

away and back again

our spiritual quest often leads us to perceive ourselves as separate from or more special than the common 'herd,' interested mostly in worldly superficialities.

actually, identifying oneself as beyond the status quo in some form or another is common practice.

the less we block our true nature, the more we realize how very much like everyone else we are. we find that we have even more in common with others than we thought before we started our spiritual journey, gradually perceiving less of a difference between ourselves and others.

as we see things with more clarity, our judgment towards others evaporates. whether they be absolutely 'ignorant' or fully 'enlightened,' we smile fondly at their misgivings and rejoice lovingly in their beauty.