All life on Earth is the result of one cell dividing, transforming and merging for almost four billion years; forming all the species on the planet, our immense family tree.
There is no beginning of my life, other than that first cell.
The egg from my mother was alive. The sperm from my father was alive.
They merged and formed something new, but life was there all the time.
Death is always personal and has always been.
Cells and bodies die, cease to exist; while life reuses all the parts.
Only one life,
but many deaths
Yesterday we played with the transition from being only procaryote cells on Earth to become eucaryote cells. And then going from being only single cell organisms, to become multicell beings. Links below.
The most striking insight I got was when we were one cell (four ladies under one blanket), and we made a cell division and became two cells (two times two ladies under two blankets). Suddenly what was Me was just half Me! The other half was not Me anymore — strange feeling.
A more subtle insight came when we formed a multicell organism (four ladies under one blanket each, under one joint blanket). The conflict between freedom and security started here, and it’s still around. As a cell in a multicell organism, I’m both a Me and a part of the larger Me. I have less freedom as the single cell, but more power and abilities as the multicell. It’s the same all the way up and down.
The same type of experience repeated itself, at the end of our meeting, when we leaned out into the Embrace of the Group. For a moment, I was only the Embrace of the Group, the personal perspective was totally gone. It was a bit scary to lose myself so much. Normally I have a double or a triple view; the personal Me, the Guide and the Embrace.