I was five. My mother was desperately trying to teach me how to skip rocks across water, and true to my uncoordinated tendencies, I was failing miserably. With great frustration, I decided to plop down on the grass and watch as she made five, six, seven skips on the surface of the water before the rock went plummeting down into the depths of the dark lake. Each little bounce of the stone rippled the water all the way to where my toes were resting in the cool waves. Such a light toss had sent the liquid spiraling far beyond my expectations. My personal truth of interconnectedness is best illustrated as this reflective pool of water and with each change within the Earth, a pebble is tossed into the glass-like pond, rippling …show more content…
As individuals come in close contact with each other, they begin to synchronize their subconscious actions, such as breathing and blinking, suggesting humanity as a whole is a single being. Given about a dozen individuals in a single room, one will find they begin to breathe together. Close friends in conversation may blink as one (Miller, L., & Spiegel, A., 2015). These surprising facts are not only true for humans, but also all animals. Each person within the species is just a small part of a whole, just as one water molecule is a small piece of the pond. The disturbance of one affects the entire …show more content…
Individuals also synchronize their behavior to become one with those around them, connecting them as a single being. In addition, the emotions held by one person affect even the most unsuspected organisms, such as the yogurt we eat. Each of these different approaches lead one to the same conclusion, interconnectedness is everywhere and between everything. During our class trip to Greendale Cemetery, with the concept of interconnection in mind, I realized that the lives of those long deceased were affecting my life in each of the three previously discussed ways. Passing by a headstone memorializing a baby, I pondered the misery the parents of the child experienced and was soon despondent myself. The grief of such a loss had rippled through time and struck me, over 100 years later. I became one with the baby’s family and although I never knew the child, I was depressed. I kneeled on the ground to take a closer look at the only remnants of such a short life. The grief that showed on my face for the next few hours became a grief that affected even my friends, causing the quiet car ride back to the college, the air filled with silent