We came only to meet each other

I recently came across this from the Mayan sacred text Popol Vuh;

All of you, O my friends!

You know it and I know it:

our life passes at once,

in a single day, in a single night,

nothingness.

We came only to meet each other.

On Earth, life is but a loan.

What struck me about this passage was the line; ‘We came only to meet each other’.

As a mother this is apparent every day. Children teach nothing if not that life is for play, for the sheer joy of being with one another.

Looking at my children I’m continually reminded why we’re here: to meet that deep longing to know each other in physical form; to revel in texture and colour; in sound and sense.

How might all of our lives be changed if we approached each day knowing that our life purpose is this; to meet each other.

To show up for each other.

To engage with ‘other’ in the pursuit of remembering….

That other is self and self is other.

Every individual; a part of this remembering.

Every individual; a part of the whole.