My perspective is often focused:

Right now rather than in the infinity of time

Right here rather than at the edge of the universe

Me rather than an endless we

I often need broadening … to have my eyes opened.  Someone doing or saying something.  Something happening.

Such as today …

I was innocently reading an article in Tricycle magazine, written by Thanissaro Bhikkhu, a Buddhist monk.

Certain words jumped:

The Buddha saw that the process of death and rebirth applied to all beings in the universe, and that – because it had gone on so long – it would be hard to find a person who had never been your mother, father, brother, sister, son or daughter in the course of that long, long time.

Alrighty then …

To my right in Lloyd Coffee Eatery, a group of fifteen musicians are sipping their cappuccinos.  They are members of a woodwind and brass orchestra from the Netherlands.  Are they my brothers and sisters? 

I’m heading to the gym soon.  All those folks sweating, lifting, and running on the treadmill – all mine?

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I’m sitting here not knowing

About the bigness of things