“Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality.
They are prevented from seeing one another and they cannot write;
nevertheless they find countless mysterious ways of corresponding,
by sending each other the song of birds,
the scent of flowers,
the laughter of children,
the light of the sun,
the sighing of the wind,
and the gleam of the stars – all the beauties of creation.”
– Victor Hugo
You are Life passing through your body, passing through your mind, passing through your soul. Once you find that out, not with logic, not with the intellect, but because you can feel that Life, you find out that you are the force that makes the flowers open and close, that makes the hummingbird fly from flower to flower. You find out that you are in every tree, and you are in every animal, vegetable, and rock.
You are that force that moves the wind and breathes through your body. The whole universe is a living being that is moved by that force, and that is what you are. You are Life.