A joyful clue.

Not sure. If I’m supposed to think of myself as exceptional. As one of a kind. Or a mere speck. One in billions and billions of humanoids now residing on Earth. If I take the humble approach, I’m not very unique. I’m no different than a grain of sand on the beach. But I have awareness. Consciousness. That’s the difference. Able to grasp being alive. And even daring to assume that I have a spirit/soul. Maybe that’s the essence of being the creator. I’m able to create myself. From nothingness. Able to create anything imaginable. No limits. My gawd! Maybe I’m not the creator. But a creator. Which gives me a joyful clue. About the shared loving essence of creation. –Jim Broede