Just a moment let go, a single step taken - and distance unfolds in the grace of small actions. It's the least effort accumulated over time that brings us here. The heart knows the perfection of its beat without our counsel. Our next breath will fall on its own accord. There is an ease to nature even during the greatest storms. We too are part of this greater wisdom. We are of nature. Running is the dynamic and joyful expression of our essential self. Our celebration is in this remembrance. Effort is given in the amount that allows our joy to open. Nothing more is needed.
Peace,
Eric
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