In kicking this blog off, I wanted to start with one of my favorite original poems. It's in tune to the song of this week's posts: the musing of all being a part of one source and the question of what it all means. It proposes the idea that that which you give so much meaning to, your Alpha and Omega, in the same sense means nothing to someone else, and if we are all one, that which is important is equally insignificant. Perspective. Love, Alissa
I am the Alpha and Omega, Sigma and Theta too. Infact, I'm the whole alphabet And the blanks left in between for you. I am your voice that speaks no reason, I cannot rise or fall, I am all that your eyes show you, I am nothing, nothing at all.