We think we're runners - but we're not. We are motion, light and distance called forth to express ourselves. Our steps carry us beyond labels - and in this sense of freedom we gain the truth of our identity. We are not one thing. We are everything. We are the ground covered and the distance viewed. We are motion wrapped around the stillness of the soul. We run - and yet the runner is simply the ride taken by spirit. We run - even in the absence of a runner.
Peace,
Eric
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