The whole world aches
The whole world is sore
The pain of the wound is too deep to tend to alone
The weight of the wound is too heavy to carry alone
So we must carry it together
And as each hand joins to carry the wound, hands clasping together, united,
Another stitch is made
And we come closer to healing
And closer to each other
Closer to the source of consciousness which tells us: we are all one.
I cannot hurt you without simultaneously hurting myself. I cannot feel without you being affected. Any feeling within me, be it love, anger, joy, or pain, ripples through the thousand invisible connections and is felt by you.
There is no difference between you and I, only space, only barriers, only skin, only molecules, and even that is an illusion
The only way forward is together
Note: I do not own the photograph included in this post, but I always try to link the photographs to their original source (when I can find it). If you want to find out more about the beautiful image & the photographer you can click on the image.