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In our lives, we ebb and flow constantly between perceived opposites. We reside in shades of gray things are never purely black or white, good or bad, easy or difficult. Without night, we could not comprehend day; without black, we would not recognize white. And although we instinctively recoil, it is also true that without pain, we would not know joy; without death, we would not live life.

Orbs are symbolic of the whole of things. With no beginning or end, an orb represents two poles, and every point that lies in between, as one mysterious whole. We are always at some point along the continuum, within the orb constantly assessing and weighing where we are, where we want to be, and where we think we ought to be.