and so we all are.
But we are conscious stones, each making up the gravel pit, the beaches, the mountains, and it’s all within us. We can’t control the passage of “time” or “space”, but can choose how we will act in each moment.
I choose to serve the forces of love. And I will develop myself to fill out my roles.
Live, baby, live it up. Bless up those who are suffering, those that have perpetuated the suffering, and yourself, as the witness of these events.
That is the Gift of the Blessing.