So, I’ve got this idea that pops in my head as I’m blowdrying my hair this morning.  I wonder if all those past lives I’ve had aren’t really my past lives.  I wonder if each life here is completely spontaneous and not necessarily a line of karma that we have to burn away.  I wonder if the reason we remember “past lives” is because we all spring from the same well.  I wonder if it’s not a collective conciousness that “remembers”.  I wonder if it’s not that “these are all my past lives” but that each and every life is really all the same Life spread out over the cosmos…all at the same time (because time is relative right?).

Yeah, I think that’s it, though I’m not sure I got it in the right words.

Talk about the “Big Picture”…