One Earth

I was just looking at a group selfie, taken a few weeks ago at a Christmas brunch with my  long-time friends from high school.  For the record, we graduated together forty-four years ago this spring, so we’e known each other a very long time.  It’s only been in the past five years or so that we’ve found the time to start gathering together on a regular basis again.  It’s been fun.  But more than that, I feel comfortable with these women.  I feel like I belong.

So many times in my life I’ve felt like a misfit.  I don’t know if that’s a universal experience or not, but I’m thinking most of us can relate in a fashion:  with some people you feel very familiar and with others you feel a sense of alienation or foreignness.  It’s often based on experience, custom, culture.  But the reality–at the cellular level–is that we all share the same DNA.  And on the spiritual level, we all share the same Divine Essence, we are all children of the same loving spirit.  There is no division; there is no separation. There are no shit hole countries.  There is only one Earth, and we all arose from her water and mud.