We are time. We are light.
We are meaning-seeking creatures. We are the heroes of our own narratives.
Yet, we are only human.
Genetically, we are 99.9% the same. Saying that we are more similar than different is a vast understatement.
Our bodies are all made from the dust of ancient stars.
If these images don’t move you, then they are just photos of random people.
If these photographs speak to you, however, then they are a result of being in the right place at the right time, of serendipity.
It is said that serendipity becomes synchronicity when happenstance goes beyond mere coincidence and is meaningful.
Why do I think any one moment – in a stream of endless moments – is more significant than another? It’s a question that I continue to ask myself. It doesn’t seem to have an easy answer, but in attempting to, I’m forced to reflect on my beliefs, values, and relationship to humanity.
We are like a wave that thinks it is separate from the ocean.
We are like a leaf that thinks it is different from the tree it grows upon.
We are nothing, and yet we are everything.
It’s all a matter of perspective.
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