Brahman

The heartbeat of the universe beats in ourselves. My world is made of objects, large and small, hard and soft, of all colors and shapes. Beyond the physical appearance of objects, there is the story of their making. This world is bound to time and space. Things form, they stem out of other things they evolve, degrade, transform. Everything is transforming. Just as a drop of ink dissipates in water, in the same way we are part and parcel of our universe expanding into the greater unknown. As beings caught in this dynamic we want to know, almost compulsively about all material things. Being made of it but animated by spirit a duality emerges. We live in two worlds, the world of the visible and the world of the invisible. To take one too much for granted means to refute the other and vice versa.