This morning I woke from a dream where many words were translated into a few, a few words held softly in space.

Steve was sitting outside in the dark this morning when a skunk ambled up, and seeing him, ambled away.  Some days are like that, simplicity in occupation, ease of movement in shared space.

I read an essay this morning by Jules Evans pointing out that as a society we tend to fear death, and because the coronavirus is currently an unknown, we need to change how we embrace the tidal exchange of life and death.  

He writes: 

My own life was transformed by something approaching a near-death experience, when I was 21. I was at that time still struggling with depression and social anxiety, working for a financial magazine where I felt bored and alienated, and estranged from both my colleagues, my parents, and the human race in general. It manifested physically: my sense of physical feeling and contact became numbed.

My family went skiing in Norway, staying at our family hut in the Peer Gynt region in the middle of the country, as we do every year. On the first morning there, I raced down the black slope of Valsfjell mountain, and flew off the side of the slope, falling 30 feet, breaking my femur and two vertebrae, and knocking myself unconscious.

When I came to, I saw a shining white light, as hippy as that sounds, and felt filled with peace and love. I felt, at that moment, that there is something in us that can never be lost or broken, that we were all OK, even if our bodies wore out or our worldly plans came adrift. And I also knew, very clearly, that the thing I most wanted to do with the rest of my life was write books.

That’s his story and we each have our own.

In my morning meditation I remembered when I was at Tengboche Monastery at 13,000 feet in Nepal breathing with the chanting of the monks.  I felt I was seeing the beginning of the world, but later I realized I was simply in tune with the truth of the breath.  

Worlds begin and end as we breathe, and with each breath, we can open ourselves in spaciousness and go into the nature we are and the nature we share.

This virus is proof there are no borders.  We’re in this together; we are One.

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