Can you, beside seeing the movements of yourself, and the people around you, the cars, the clouds and all the rest of it - instead notice that there is also only one movement actually going on?

This movement is incredibly complex, consisting of every movement, but it is still only one movement.

Seeing this does not invalidate the many movements, but it illuminates a perspective we rarely, if ever, notice.

That is the movement of time. Of this moment. Ever changing, always new.

Are you not that grandest of movements also, in addition to your small movements?

You wrote this, though you may not know it.

Can you now see yourself in your neighbour?

Can you now love him or her, as you love yourself?