Friday, May 23, 2008
Sometimes I feel a lot like this little chive blossom when I am in a quiet space, tucked in tight, hidden away from the constant chaos of the world. And there is such chaos...all the time. So many things happening, all at the same time...
How many people in the world are looking up at the same moon, feeling connected to everyone else that might be star gazing this night?
How many are saying goodbye for the very last time?
How many, in this very moment, are being given a life threatening diagnosis? How many are doing something wild and crazy...brave and fulfilling because they know their time here is very limited?
How many people are climbing trees right now? What would be the ratio of kids to adults? How many can't get down?
How many are kissing, yawning, tripping, hiccuping, sneezing? If everyone sneezed in the same direction, all at the same time, would the clouds suddenly skim across the sky?
How many people are saying the words, "That's so funny!" or "I'm sorry." in all of their various and beautiful languages?
How many really bad singers are belting out their favourite tunes in their cars or showers, blissfully unaware that someone might be listening? How many think they can be a superstar?
If you were to stop time, just for one second, and count all of these random things happening around the world, you would be able to come up with a finite number. How interesting.
On the flip side, what is happening in the world right now that will only happen once? One of those crazy coincidental fluky things that will never ever happen again?
Come to think of it, you can imagine any scenario and somewhere on this planet, it is probably happening.
All of this thinking inevitably leads me to wonder...how many people are thinking these very same thoughts?