Breathe. Just Breathe.
“I’ve got to go to the store to grab that.” “Will my daughter be okay in school?” “The bathroom faucet is leaking.” “How do we get more customers?” ... Death. Does it all silence? What happens to these thoughts hanging in the air? The world: “We need the make more money.” “Why is everyone fighting?” “Where do we want to move?” “This economy is bad right now.” “I am ready for love!” “Why can’t I get pregnant?” “I hate my life.” “I’m so happy right now!!” Can you hear them? Can you hear all of them? The billions of thoughts. The questions. The yearnings. The sighings. The frustrations. The pains. The joys. The woes. Life. It is a ringing - a miss-mesh of sounds. Thought soup. Questions. Answers. Victories. Losses. Growth. Death. Birth. All happening, all at once, all around us. The sound of thought was long here before we were born. The sound of thought will continue when we are gone. The same feelings. The same thoug...