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Whatever it was, Baqui told me that a single tear emerged from his olive eyes in that moment.

I have a theory about souls. I believe that every living thing has a soul, and our souls create the fabric of life, which is sewn into the landscapes of the earth through vibrations, or energy. The evolution of life was the marriage of the living fabric to the material landscape, the product creating a soul. Living bodies, which are composed of the vibrating matter of the landscapes they originate in, borrow patches of souls from this energy source, combining physical material with life, and once the body is no longer living, the soul returns to the landscape it originated from, a “soul’s place.” Along the course of life, a soul picks up vibrations from other places. This energy, while held snugly over the world, is constantly shifting and moving due to the movement of souls. Nothing is separate. Our bodies are composed of physical matter that we borrow from the earth.

And when we have those encounters, those glimpses, those moments of birth, we are collecting energy, our souls merging with the landscape and bringing new material into our existence.