In a perfect world, all coffee is good coffee. All doughnuts are good doughnuts. It’s One and the same. Find the commonality between you and them. The lowest hanging fruit says, There is something in you the same as me.
Find the similarities. Searching for differences encourages argument. And it never really goes anywhere. Donkey or elephant, doesn’t matter. Find connection points. Nooks. Crannies. Small, dark corners, in bright rooms left un-dusted.
Neglected for years. These are the places where everything and everyone intersects. Find that space. Breathe there. It feels open. Free. Allowing. Loving. All the things I imagine the word One could be.
And don’t you too? Don’t you feel like One is a word we could use to connect things? Maybe we’re similar that way.