On a flight to Cape Town, I looked out the window and noticed minute chips in the window portal of the plane.
By closer inspection, I realised that these were not chips but ice crystals that had formed on the inside of the two pieces of double glazing. These crystals were not present at the beginning of the flight and they miraculously disappeared when we landed.
From a spiritual perspective, I could imagine that they were little angels sitting next to me to ensure that I had a safe flight. And from a scientific point of view, they must have formed from moisture trapped in the space between the plexiglass sheets. In this instance, I prefer the spiritual explanation: That they are an expression of life and death of a physical form where the essence remains.
I recalled reading that every ice crystal is unique in its design. I paralleled this to how we as human beings are also so different from each other both physically and in the way we think.
Like the ice crystal, we are also constructed nearly entirely from water and our current form comes into existence and then disappears as we are born into this life and pass from here.
In this though, the essence of what we are made of remains unchanged and it is only the expression of our form that changes. So, we never really live or die; it is merely a change in the way we express our essence.