Being Connected

connect

verb: bring together or into contact so that a real or notional link is established

Once upon a time when I taught kindergarten, I would have my students sing “Connected, connected, everything’s connected”.  Because one sign of intelligence is making connections in the brain between pieces of information, then being able to communicate those ideas together.  For instance, if they could connect the information about the rainforest in the day’s literature story with the science lesson on layers of the rainforest, then wella they were brilliant and got a gold star.

Life really is that way, minus the gold stars.  We take information in through our senses, process it based on our experiences, and then use it in ways we think best.  Each thought and action propels us towards a reward or consequence until we learn the lessons that we are supposed to learn.  Most lessons are universal and guide us towards being wise, understanding, courageous, humble, in-awe, knowledgeable, counseling, whole human beings.  Step by step, molding us into the people we are destined to become.

When I realize that I am connected to every other living thing, it shifts my perceptions.  It keeps me grounded, reminds me not to sweat the small stuff, and encourages me to treat others as I would like to be treated.  Sometimes when I am impatient or intolerant I remind myself, “Connected, connected, we are all connected”; connect is a verb, something I must do, and I smile through my negativity.

I am also connected to all who came before me, living and dead.  I stand on the shoulders of my ancestors, their wishes and dreams, their successes and failures.  I have choices and opportunities because of history. It is an honor to be living in this place, in this time.  I kind of like that about myself…being connected.  Mind, body, and spirit to life and all that is around me, giving and receiving.

“Strange is our situation here upon earth. Each of us comes for a short visit, not knowing why, yet sometimes seeming to a divine purpose. From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: That we are here for the sake of others…for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we are connected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day, I realize how much my outer and inner life is built upon the labors of people, both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received.”

Albert Einstein

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