It's simple really - we are what we seek. We take to the path not to become but to reveal the truth of our continuous becoming. That's the lure of distance - to be at peace exactly where we are yet know we'll reach for far horizons. We are at once stillness and motion, path and runner, seeker and the known. You see, the ground exist to be received by steps and our stride is the means for our giving. It's a perfect world. Running is both the realization and expression of it's perfection.
Peace,
Eric
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