Here we are, each on the small plot of land that we call our own. In cities and in rural pastures, in tropical towns and on frozen tundras, in massive mansions and mud huts, we are all seemingly living separated by small and vast distances, by economic, social, and other diversities that further instill in us a sense of being alone within a small segment of the universe. In fact, when we strip away all the external manifestations of our environments, when we all stand without the trappings that suggest the limitations of our physical reality, we find that we are all the same, with the basic desire to love, be loved, and be happy. When we stand unencumbered by physical illusions, we can begin to see we are all aspects of the All. Namaste! https://www.tobiehewitt.com/contact.html to join my mailing list. (Art by Joy Argento)
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