When we begin to look inside ourselves and try to answer the question “Who am I?” we sometimes perceive many layers to our being. We can shed these layers with our thoughts, seeing what lies underneath. The more we remove, or look beneath, the more layers we come across. Endless layer after layer…
What remains when we reach the end of endlessness?
Just as 49 reeds can hold each other up, none can stand alone.
Whose reeds are these then?
All our complexity, our quirks, our likes and dislikes…. all our opinions and thoughts and feelings….. are they nothing more than the reflection of numberless reeds coming together? Who or what perceives this reflection?
Sometimes the Universe just simply loves to spy on itself… see what it’s up to! lol.