Of Cooperation

Of cooperation;

what we most truly are is a process of cooperation - of infinite seeming parts expressed as life in whole display. From the absolute of nothingness to the first hint of particles swirling to atomic structures, molecules giving form to cells and further still there comes a world of varied objects all held through common space. 

existence lends itself to existence. 

and even through the violence of survival there is the benefit of continuation - how one life is tied to the flourish of another. We see this in nature through the relationship of predator and prey, life linked in the prospect of another, and how both survive as species due to this dynamic. 

life is an intricate balance. 

or better truly seen as balancing - and this brings us back to process, that life is always expressed through motion, giving in the very moment of its loss, cyclical, as breath in both release and draw. Cooperation is the world's soul, a lending of things across spectrum to the point it's all seamless in existence. A delicate balance of the whole. 

to see this, of this cooperation - is our a return.

we are balancing, but tipped now to near extreme, our environment seeks solution through the violence of storms and excess of heat, wildfires, and loss fauna and flora so needed to the whole. Life mourns in its extremes. Our politics are fractured into tribes, warring rhetoric, and the only wish is for one side to be proven wrong and punished for their view. 

our return is to nature, 

of cooperation - and to see ourselves again as process, infinite seeming parts that belong only as the whole, one thing, life. Our role is to participate in the balancing, a friendliness to our surroundings and all that serves in this support. We are of nature, a species too, and dependent on the smallest aspect for us to thrive. It's balancing, lending ourselves to the healing of the planet, tending to relationships that can no longer be taken for granted. Every tree is our survival, each delicate life that fails to gain our notice - everything, and everyone. 

you.

me.

the world's soul hangs in balance. 

~

Peace, Eric