Today my daughter and I went treasure hunting at one of my favorite secondhand stores. Among our finds was a bag of vintage marbles. When we got home, we filled up a bucket of soapy water on the patio, washed up those lovely marbles and layed them out to dry in the Arizona sun.
As we waited for them to dry, we had quite a conversation. My daughter observed how some marbles were smaller than others, some had multiple colors, some were almost entirely clear with just a splash of color and some were nearly all white.
Looking at those beautiful marbles reminded me of the yogic principle of recognizing and respecting our differences. Much like marbles, we all share so much in common, yet the colors of each heart are unique. I posted this quote from the Śiva Sūtras once before, but it bears repeating as it's a good one!
“If the Highest Reality did not manifest in infinite variety, but remained cooped up within its solid, singleness, it would neither be the Highest Power nor Consciousness, but something like a jar.” Śiva Sūtras
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