Who are we humans? What are we? Who am I? What am I?
Today these questions appeared once again. Always pregnant. Always empty. What is life about? What is my life about? The questions never stop and are only answered by living. My answer. Your answer. Our answer.
We are mammals. We are star stuff. We are consciousness. We are awake. We are love.
Why then are we so violent. No other life form is as violent or with as much premeditation and justification of violence. No other life form is as greedy or with such justification for greed.
Maybe we are a failed experiment. Maybe it is good that we are killing ourselves off by destroying the life support systems of our planet. Maybe something will come after us that is more loving, more understanding, more tolerant, kinder or wiser.
Or can we wake up in time, our time, now, here, and change our minds, our hearts, our actions our cultures or our institutions? Can I? Can you?
It’s worth a try. No, it is worth everything to accomplish this, here, now. Then we might have another century or millennium or even 100,000 years, or even 1 million years or even another billion years. It is worth changing myself and everything for that isn’t it?
And how do I do that, here and now?
Practice meditation. Practice kindness. Practice forgiveness. Practice generosity. Practice compassion. Practice tolerance. Practice understanding. Practice openness. Practice patience. Practice peace. Practice equanimity. Practice justice. Practice equality. Practice sustainability. Practice trust. Practice transformation. Practice selflessness.
Practice, practice, practice as though your life, our life, all life depends on it, because it does. And when you falter, which you will, then return to the practice and practice some more.