Strangers saying hello; bumping into each other at meal time or evening coffee or even a stroll and then sharing their life, dreams, passions and thier authentic true self; even food spakes volumes about human beings and their natural urge to connect.
I once heard that a soul intreacts with the same soul birth after birth and given that all of us are from the same source, same light, we are always connected yet separated; like the spokes of the wheel- each spoke is what makes the wheel work with perfection. Any flaw anywhere will not lead to 100% efficiency. And yet as the biclycle (bike etc.) keeps moving, the spokes remain connected, yet separated... Not knowing that unknowingly, they touch and do make a difference all the time.
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