I think about being a Human Being. I think about being a flower. I think we are just like little Flowers, like Lilies in the Field. We sprout up, we point out heads towards the sun. We do our flower thing for as long as we can, and then we recede, we falter, we transform, we lay back down, we become mulch.
It's all quite humbling.
We have our little place in the Grand Scheme. We do our thing. Our time is brief. We must get our heads around that. How best to do it? Flower. Be the Flower. Let the Universe or the many Universes do their thing. It's all OK. I mean, it has to be OK, right?!