The music starts and silence opens to the effect.

After a blip of stillness, a thought of the trillions of cells that run me, emerges.

I am a co-operation. The CEO, me - is a changeling managed by organisms with whom I cannot converse. I am a communion. There are systems that run me. There is no me. Yet something stands in front of a collective which hums in the background, ever present, watchful and co-operating to give me life.

Perpetually forgetting what an amazing creature I am, I demean the incredible multi-organism that is me. A me who manifesting from within this reality wonders why it is here.

The question surges through my veins depositing a yearning in my heart. Where am I? Why am I here? How come I ask that question?

I am a process of change transforming through, according to scientists, a predestined will. That there may be an argument here does not alter my intuition. I am convinced the scientists are correct.

It is a moment of consultation with my inner self, whom, in offering silence causes an empty pause. I bask in its rhythm and savor my existence.

I am an engineering mystery - a complex blueprint whose code is beyond my deciphering ability. A new fact that adds to my amazement and teaches me the depth of my ignorance.

There are countless methods that increase awareness. Each method proclaims itself, the best. The confusion causes anxiety and everyone argues. Who is right? My relation to the magnitude of this earth and the universe humbles me. I am minuscule. I have no answers. Is there a superior somewhere in control?

Maybe?

Remembering the combined life force of this planet's trillion creatures, I sense a greater collective force. Pulling back and looking at the contrast between what is known and unknown, I wonder how my insignificance could make a difference. Does it matter what I do next?

"Oh yes," my thought jumps up, "it matters! The next decision will cause a reaction and affect the continuum. Your input alters the grandeur of what is not yet manifested. The spiral imprisoning you longs for your next dream.

Reality is set - inaccessible. Looking towards your new dream and first step towards it, realizes your future. You are a creator with a responsibility, the CEO of your being. Your ignorance advises considering actions more carefully. Your wisdom reminds you of the possibilities within any problem and helps configure a solution. Protesting the ongoing rising problems is a futile endeavor and a waste of energy."

Believing a subjective intent could affect an ocean of what needs change, seems fanciful. Undaunted, imagining millions of humble efforts directed towards the same goal, I feel joy. I have no doubt the goal can be realized. However, we need believers that think they make a difference in the continuum.

In the meantime, I will believe in my difference. I will dream the world of my ideals. Based on that dream, I will make kinder decisions.

Peace begins with me. I wish you peace ... it is a choice.