a series of echoes

Have been thinking about karma the last couple days, and how some people seem to escape life’s boomerang… it falls in line with the idea “do onto others as you would have done to yourself.” I feel we have lost track of our connections to each other, and instead hold fast to the low hanging fruit.

If life is just a series of echoes, then everything we do, say, and feel reverberates—sometimes right away, sometimes years later, sometimes in ways we don’t even recognize. Our choices ripple through time, bouncing off people, places, and events, shaping not just our own lives but the lives of others.

It also raises the question: Are we the original sound, or just the echoes of what came before us? Maybe we’re both—carrying the imprints of past experiences, influences, and histories while also sending out new waves that will echo beyond us.

If life is an echo, then maybe the key is to be intentional about what we send out, knowing it will return in some form. What kind of echoes do you think you’re leaving behind?