We experience the power of inclusion when we recognize that we are here to give to others.
I really am, as the South African Ubuntu say, here because of you, and you are here because of me. My heart and your heart really are old friends. We really are the fabric of a quilt of infinity that keeps adding the eternal patches and cosmic connections beyond who we appear to be in the physical. Me being here for you, and you being here for me really is fundamental to our well-being.
Hopefully, we will live to see a time when we no longer need to expend our energy responding to the attack of “others” or defending ourselves from the harsh injustice of “them.”
A Buddhist koan asks do you remember what your parents’ faces looked like before they were born?
Yes, I remember: they were the faces of everyone, everywhere, always present. They were the gift of the thread of life connecting each being to one another, so that we would not forget our oneness.
We come from the womb realizing our oneness through the power of love, but we diffuse it in physical appearances.
We believe that there is lack and that we can survive only by competing.