I have no clue what to write. As today and the last few days I just couldn’t get going. And no matter discipline and all the things I learned especially the last few years couldn’t get me moving.
So what is inspiring about this? Maybe just indeed that sometimes we’re just tired, sometimes things just don’t seem to move. Maybe indeed we are only little humans in this vast world, in this vast universe, more limited than we think and feel. And the strange thing to me is still that we are also powerful, more powerful than anything ‘material’.
As somehow humans are special, somehow it seems we are the only thing in the universe expressing consciousness.