This week I was in a very interesting conversation in which a person said this simple phrase, “Not all pumpkins are the same.” She went on to describe the pumpkins that interest her. Less about the perfectly rounded, smooth, orange pumpkins. More about the pumpkins that have other color and a few warts.
The context of this pumpkin conversation was about unity consciousness. This same person offered an impassioned plea from an appreciation of unity amidst diversity.
I am moved by this conversation. I am moved by this person’s compassion and conviction.