Snapshots May 26: karma of the baby bird

I saw myself in that bird, with all my terrible vulnerability breathing hard at the hot sun with flies buzzing around like vultures. I looked at the neighbor and said: It's scary. My voice trembled when I spoke. She looked at me like I might be a little bit simple-minded, but really that's just what it looks like when you feel the All in a single moment within the holographic universe.

She thought I was feeling too much, but I know that I wasn't feeling nearly enough.