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.
