Separation

無 Mu

We are the same; there is no you, I, or them. It is only us. There separation between us is an illusion. Just as the trail mix sitting in front of me will soon become part of my body, the bounds between us are merely constructs. Where is the separation between food and my body? When does it stop being food and become part of “me”? Is it when it hits my lips or digests in my stomach? Was there any real separation?

When you die, your body returns to the earth. From the earth, plants grow. As we consume the plants, the plants become part of the body. Was there really any separation?

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~Thoughts about “Pure Heart; Enlightened Mind” by Maura O’Halloran~

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