As we follow the arrow of time, you and I share something. We write, not only to touch the world with our thoughts, but to feel the spirit of those who read our words. While Jung called it the Collective Unconscious, some call it Quantum Consciousness; some see it as a spiritual gift. Regardless of the term, our souls are interconnected.
For you who read my blogs, my curiosity as to your creations motivates me to read your stories. And the beauty of these stories, and photos, and thoughts, stimulate memories, and emotions, such that I feel I’ve known you before. In some cases, I have been close to you, though unknowingly at the time, and in other cases, I was near your energy before you were born. Nonetheless, I sense the verve of your soul as we trade our written word, art, and emotions.
Yes, it’s true we are not being profiled by People magazine; we are not on the red carpet, but then, that’s not why we write. You and I only know about each other; we are the soul seekers. We seek to know the passions of another, we seek to share our depths, and out of our collective unconscious we create new souls in our fiction and express them in our art, and share them in our literature. We live in a transcendent plane that few understand, and we do not understand why they cannot share our visions as they rush through their lives.
As technology evolves and the internet allows global thought sharing, we become one in the world. Today I stopped by one of my fellow blogger’s site, Alex Markovich. I perused his stories, took in his art, and my mind was taken back forty years when I was a high school exchange student in Sweden. This was the time of the “Cold War”, and The Soviet Union was behind the “Iron Curtain.” I went on a two week student tour through Finland into what we called “Russia.” We forfeited our passports at the border and were told not to go outside the city limits of the two cities we visited, Moscow, and St Petersburg, or Leningrad as it was then.
In those two weeks, at 18 years old, I learned that the people, the smiles, the artists, and the salt of the earth are the same everywhere and it changed my future. It’s no secret in today’s world that you and I have this curiosity about other cultures, lives, hopes, and dreams, but forty years ago our access to one another was limited. Today, we blog, we publish, and we share globally. It’s a beautiful journey, and I am thankful to each of you who share your journey; I am thankful when you take a moment and allow me to share mine.
In a fiercely political world with upheaval, fighting, and global power plays we must continue to seek one another, and promote the higher plane of existence that the human experience deserves. It’s we who share the beauty that surrounds us who must fill and spill our cups of energy onto the world to draw the human collective unconscious to our appreciation of this gift of life. And you and I will share the peace we create.