A Sense of Oneness

EACH TIME I attend one of my regular meetings (open discussion), I look at who's there, grab some tea, help place ashtrays. A resentment against so-and-so may flicker through my mind; an urge to praise, complain at, unload on, or brag to so-and-so may click in my head; I may notice who's thinner, who's heavier, who's happy, who's sad, who's mad.