Here

Here is to sitting here. Here is to writing here. Here is to being here.

Sitting and writing. Thinking. Sensing my way through my thoughts. Finding clarity. Finding the passage through my brain synapses. The pathway is narrow but enlightening. A collection of synapses firing and there “I am.” Being conscious. Realizing that I exist. Self-awareness. Consciousness in action.

Using modern language to describe reality. Descriptions will always change. Experiences will always change. The core – the inner divinity – will always remain the same, will always remain divine. No need to be religious, only the need to appreciate the uniqueness of existence. Special words are needed to celebrate the extraordinary that appears at times so ordinary. Is water ordinary? Is air ordinary? Are the sun and moon ordinary? Is our galaxy ordinary? Are computers ordinary? Are paintings ordinary?

What is ordinary and what is extraordinary? Is grass ordinary? Are elementary particles ordinary? Is love ordinary? Are thoughts ordinary?