LIFE TO LIFE

It started when landscapers planted a block-long garden of succulents in front of the building across the street from me.  Succulents are drought-tolerant plants, which is appropriate for California, given our history of droughts, and doubtless the reason the plants were now put in. The garden was spectacular as only succulent gardens could be.

So impressed was I by these plants that subsequently I gave them a thumbs up every time I passed by them, a life-to-life greeting I considered it, my single life to their multiple lives.

It occurred to me, then, that there are not single and multiple lives here, but all one life.  All life is Brahman.  With this I suddenly disappeared, the way it felt to me, for no longer was I separate from everything else, but everything else itself.