..as she digs her hands into the black earth, each day, she tries to bring that world into fruition.
Awareness naturally engenders compassion. The more connected you feel, the more you realize there is no separation between anything, not between a blue pulsar rotating in the distant dark and the dimpled smile of a toddler blowing on a pinwheel. There is no separation between a child holding the hand of her mother as she slowly releases from this life and a child wrapping it's tiny digits around it's mother's hand as it takes it's first looks around this world in wonderment.
So she digs her hands into the black earth, each day and by each handful of soil, each seed she plants, she brings the world she envisions into fruition. And when the day is done, she relaxes with a cool beverage.