Those arresting moments of light and darkness in my life that mystify and fascinate me-- does anyone know for certain that this earth, this time is all we have? Artists and humanists sometimes share concepts they call quantum physics, indicating a universe beyond yet of us. I don't trust their translation of it, or my own paltry understanding, yet I long for more than what our material world offers. So few myths satisfy. So on the yoga mat, when I turned to my left side, I thought, how do you know, Peggy, that what you have done and thought and worked on here and now does not influence something, a world beyond you? Haven't you sensed it before--a love felt within and beyond your lifetime? When you held your newborn child for the first time, wasn't that love streaming in the window to your hospital room, encompassing you and the babe and the entire world?