n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
Allow yourself to fully immerse in this idea and maybe a whole other world becomes visible. One without judgement, but with empathy and vulnerability. One where care comes first. We are each so small, forever moving in circles, brushing past others lives, sometimes having a leading role, sometimes just being an extra walking in the street.
I have this feeling of being completely at peace. It is very nice.