Who we are is not these material concerns, these attachments, desires, fears or needs. We are much, much more and these things are but minute fragments of our very rich and exponentially expansive lives as souls. It is as if we are angels acting in a play we are hurriedly writing, along with the other actors, even as we are one of the actors. When the play is done we will go back to our angelic life having experienced our creative process but knowing fact from fiction. We will not confuse the actors with the parts they have played nor will we carry our relationships with those characters as we are no longer the character we played.
