What connects you to the universe?

Every year that passes, every stage, children growing into their own. Migration, motherhood, all the transitions, losing and gaining and everything changing, dissolving and re-forming and dissolving again. Seasons passing over and over. The sequence of the flowers appearing and then bowing out again through the spring and summer. Aging. Witnessing. Taking part. And as Ram Dass said, “walking each other home.”

Quickly now, without thinking - how about you?