Every person with whom we cross paths is unique; every story different; every purpose singular.
Yet, we share common ground, a unified dimension, a collective legacy.
We are immortal souls swaddled in unraveling cloth – thoroughly stained, constantly fraying.
Our interconnectedness means that we not only “own” our own peculiar, individual inheritance, but a substantial share in that of the other as well.
A scary thought, that – assuming we are paying any attention at all