I was just thinking, sipping my coffee, of course, how the world would be without me. And as I was thinking about it, it dawned on me how important I am: without me, the world would be completely different.
First, my parents might have had a quieter life because I was not a sweet child. My sister - a different story. Would my sister be the good one without me? After all, there couldn't be a 'point of reference'? Perhaps, growing up as an only child, she would be a spoiled young princess?
Without me, my childhood friends would have to play differently. They definitely would be playing in the same playground, but probably the games would be not the same. Would they argue about the same things? Would they laugh at the same jokes? Would they listen to the same music, talk about the same 'stuff'?
My husband would have a different girlfriend, and – maybe – a different wife. He wouldn't be the same man. Wouldn't his life be changed? He would definitely eat other dinners (who knows if not better, because cooking is not my thing). It's not everything. If my husband had a different wife, this woman's life would be different. And the lives of the people connected with this woman would be not the same...
If I wasn't here, my children wouldn't be here either. How much would it affect the people who got involved with them? My son-in-law would have a different lady of his heart, have a different family, different children.
My workplace would not be the same. I am not saying that I am irreplaceable, but my attitude, my moods have an effect on the people I work with. Not having contact with me would certainly have an impact on how they relate to others, how they would perceive surroundings, what they would pay attention to.
And as I thought about it, I realized that it is not only about me. It got clear to me that every person I met in my life is just as important as me. It is impossible to be ME without all people I met (and I will). And not only the people I know, people I talked to. The people walking by on the street had also an influence on me (in one way or another). And when I was thinking about it, I realized that I already had read about it, that I heard about it.
That's why I love quantum physics!
''Everything is connected.''
There is the term in quantum physics: 'holon'. Without going into details (because still, quantum physics is the same to me as magic), holons are parts of the whole that are also a whole. And so in turn: we have an organism, an organism contains organs, organs - tissues, tissues - cells, cells - proteins, proteins - particles, particles - atoms... etc. It can also be the other way: an organism is part of the species, the species are part of an ecosystem, an ecosystem is part of a planet, a planet is part of the solar system, the solar system is part of a galaxy... and so on.
And as I was thinking about this quantum physics aka magic, it hit me that in fact, the world would not be the same without me. I am part of the world which is the 'whole'. Without me, the 'whole' would not be the 'whole'. Not that I am special or something; after all, every person I met is a part of this 'whole', without them the 'whole' cannot exist.
Like the proverbial gears in a machine... One gear doesn't work, the machine doesn't work. You have to replace the gear, but it will be not the same gear. The gear does the job only when it works in 'whole'. A gear is a gear when it is in the machine. Apart from the machine, it is useless, it is not even a gear...
Without me, there is no reality, but when there is no reality, there is no me. I have to respect the 'whole' to keep my own meaning. If anything that surrounds me is missing, I would not BE... And without ME the world would not be 'whole', would not be a world!
I know, it is tangled and complicated, I know. However, when you think about it a bit, the concept becomes transparent. Understanding that every part of the 'whole' is equally significant helps to operate in the world, in the 'whole'.
So, it is what I am thinking of when I am sitting in the morning and calmly sipping my coffee, while the house is still quiet because everyone is sleeping.
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