​Think of a dog chasing its tail trying to catch itself.

I don’t think source or god or the universe or whatever you want to call it, that spirit or energy which permeates all things, you, me, we…

I don’t think it has a gender,  I think that like us, it is trying to understand itself perhaps and so it has to define itself.

But how do you define that which is innately, infinitely everything and no thing?

Without giving the things meaning?

That is synchronicity.

Simplicity.

All of these iterations, all these little bubbles of evolution and experience are dependent on each other for their existence and meaning.

If you are the sum of your experience and others form a meaningful part of that experience we really are like drops in an ocean.

All of these things make me, we.

From the ego perspective I can’t see the ocean of vast mystery, all the beauty and synchronicity surrounding me.