PROLOGUE 

In every life there is a defining moment. A moment that tells us we are alive, and who we are. It is a moment that informs us we are here on planet earth, basking in the inexplicable contradiction of human life. For all of us there is an inherent feeling, thought, a physical trigger, an ache, smell, touch, and taste within that informs us that our time is NOW! 

That moment happens sometimes when we are blind to our own existence. Often, we don’t even know or understand that moment until days, weeks, months and even years later. Yet we can all feel it. We look back on it. Plant our feet in the mud of it, breath in the vibrant air of it. And acknowledge its realness!  It’s a time of wonder and amazement that flood our senses. Wonder that transforms us into our life in the present. Life that confronts the predicted dramas and disasters that surround us. Amazement, that we made it through such disasters, which seemed insurmountable at the time, and yet helped us towards fashioning a life worth living, an existence we’re so thankful to live.

Perhaps this is what we mean by a God, or the Divine or the randomness of life in pursuit of life’s fulfilment? This magic/randomness that selected us from millions of seeds, flushed through watery channels to connect, and make union with one of countless millions of waiting eggs – in animated suspension – to burst into an unknowing world of human’s actions of becoming realness, afflicted with the habit of destroying ourselves. This life, this effort of becoming that was chosen for us! Or did we choose it?

I think we can all acknowledge now, with all the efforts of history, science, and the numerous wars that have retired out ancestors to shadowy graves, that we are unique! That we are all a unique expression of life’s fascination with itself. This may still confuse the barbarians amongst us, who seek spiritual dominion, and physical hegemony, but from the perspective of 4 billion years, it doesn’t really matter what ‘opinions’ we have. Gravity, and oxygen, don’t require our ‘beliefs.’  I think we can accept, though not agree, that the history of human life on planet earth has demonstrated, echoed by the billions of humans who’ve passed through this planet – never to return – that each of us leaves a presence in the hearts of those we leave behind. Once dead, whether good, bad, or evil we all become neutral.