Updated December 29, 2009
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The words I speak are not new nor particularly profound.  They are simply my own understanding and truth for this moment in my life.

I am one single human being.  I have lived a life unique to any other.  But then, all those ‘others’ have lived a life unique to mine.   But still, I am just one human being.  When I put that single statement in perspective to the countless billions of other human beings who are and have been and will be, and then weigh this fact against the stars in the sky, the ebb and flow of the tide, the wind blowing its gentle warmth and its fury, what am I?

I am but the smallest microscopic grain of sand looking in wide-eyed wonder at the immensity and power of  all the sands of time, the earth, the sky, the universe.  How very small am I.  And then I read the letters making words which I have just put together and, knowing they are truth, see another truth.

The sands of the desert, the ocean floor or the shore could not be except for each tiny grain such as I.  How is it that something so small has the potential to have so much power - so much impact?

We human beings.  We really are a piece of work.  We get so caught up in our pride and ego and the me of we.  We tend to forget to take a breath from the pace of our lives to contemplate our place in the overall scheme of what was, what is and what will be.  To do so is to step back in awe, respective of power, money or position and ask, what can this grain of sand do which will contribute to the all?

The pervading theme of these thoughts put into words is grains of sand.  What comes to mind are the grains of sand flowing through an ancient hour glass.  See the hour glass as one lifetime - your lifetime or mine - and see each grain of sand as one single minute of your life.  I choose minute rather than day quite purposely. It is the minutes of our life, like the grains of sand on a beach, which make up the whole.  It is what we think and feel each of the minutes of our lives which determine who we are.  It is the appreciation of each of those minutes, respective of circumstances, which determines the quality of that life.  However, and it is a rather large however, the appreciation can only come as we truly understand our significance and insignificance in all of time.