It's All Life

It's all life: 

that it's all life, every aspect from origin of particles to atoms, molecules to cells, the universe teems with this potential. In this way there is no real reductionism, it's far to interdependent for one thing to exist alone and be called essential. This is the essence of the Buddhist Heart Sutra, not that form is reduced to emptiness, but that it's actually one and the same, simply the energy of life in ever changing play, and this is the basis of all existence. 

it's all life, everything, if only in degrees of realization. 

but does this mean that everything has the same value? 

is a pebble equal in its worth to that of a bird? 

the mystery here is of display, how the same ingredients that construct a pebble can somehow too be arranged to form a bird, or any other more active degree of life - and perhaps the Buddha might answer that it isn't a mater of difference between the two, nor that they are the same in anyway, only that existence has somehow come to display a pebble with the same essential ingredients that grants a bird its flight. It's all life in various degrees of potentiality, of energy, vibrations. So there is no real question of worth, everything belongs to the same community of existence, differing only in display if their potential. 

of course that's not really the Buddha's answer, just my own given in poetic license, not even very scientific truthfully. This is just my own insight here, moments after my early morning meditation, sipping coffee and watching first rays of light softly illuminate the world. There are pebbles on my window sill, and right outside I see birds feasting on the seeds left out for them. More so, I see life, seamless, and yet different in display. None of this leaves me with any questions, I'm content with mystery, how everything is so easily given to my view, gifted, and that I'm somehow too part of inclusive nature, another display of the same ingredients of life. 

different. 

but not separate in anyway. 

that it's all life, 

and everything belongs. 

~

Peace, Eric