Why i it that we observe the threads and not the whole tapestry? While sitting still in the woods,mindfully meditating,my mind took notice of objects, a tree(what kind?) a rock(how old?),a bird(what species?), etc. I noticed them and moved on to the next wave of electricity in my head. Sounds,sights,smells,touch, all these faculties of observation. So we identify,catagorize,classify, and further break things down to understand them. But what we tend to lose is the whole. After about a half hour of sitting I became more a part of the whole,not identifying,just being. Not being a part of the tapestry of life,but being the tapestry itself. The voices of other members of my species broke the spell as a mother decided to make a walk in the woods a horrible experience for her children. Don’t touch that,don’t go there,watch out,keep in line,all done in a high pitched and very loud yell. Chill,her husband said. Best advice of the day.