The Rooted Rock

Here is my reflection to the article by Aiden Cinnamon Tea
Animate and inanimate look opposite of each other. It depends on our perspective. If I look at the reality with a narrow or close mind I see it differently than if I see it with an open and clear mind. There is wise saying in Sanskrit which says "Yatha drusti tatha srusti". The world appears as I see it. My perception is based on how I see the reality. A distorted perception will create a distorted reality. An important challenge for us is how to see the reality as it is. No perversion, no distortion. Sadly, we live in a world where differences create distances. How do I see the differences: differences in color, race, casts, and creeds. According to my understanding differences, are created by our narrow and prejudicial mind set. Our mind gets conditioned. We are conditioned to think in black or white colors. And we all know how injustice is created by our black or white perspective. If we go beyond these walls we can see oneness in manyness. We realize unitive consciousness.
A question arises in my mind. Is an inanimate the same as animate? Outwardly they appear different; but inwardly they are identical. Who or what has created such differences? According to my understanding, we ascribe positive value to those who are like us and consider them ours, and those who are not like us we consider them different from us, and lower than us. We have created these walls of differences and divisiveness. We may also consider inanimate objects not only different but distant. This is an illusion. The divine spirit doesn't have that divisiveness. People who are noble-hearted have gone beyond these walls and they accept others as the citizens of the same world. I remember an illuminating song written in Sanskrit by an enlightened spiritual teacher, guru Adi Sankaracharya:
Pratha smarami hrudi sampurit atmam,
Sat chit sukham paramahansa gati turiyam.
Yat swpana jagarat sushiptim aveti nityam,
Tad brahmanishkalam na cha bhuta sangaha.
Every morning when I get up I remember in my heart, Brahma , the creator satyam is truth. jagat-world mithya, an illusion.
Every morning when I wake up let me remember in my heart, I am the divine - truth, Brahmaiava satyan, jagat mithya. The Creator the world is an illusion.
Brhamaiava satyam na cha bhutasangaha- I am the Divine soul and not the collection of matter. This is a wake up call. This is the way we connect with nature and and with each other.
Namaste!