a continuous letting go - until nothing
left but the sacred space we
used to be
~
Distance is our return to original holiness - we are stripped past bone and thought to the very source of our becoming. Distance demands a continuous letting go - a lessening of all but essential nature of the self. Life is the weight of expectations. Our world grows heavy. Few go far beyond the limits we inherit. There is a sirens call from edge of who we think we are. You see distance is not the unfamiliar - and that's what scares us. We are afraid to reawaken to our own mystery and experience again our infinite nature. We have been tamed by false beliefs and reliance on the senses. The far worlds that call are no more then aspects of self we thought we left behind. We almost got lost. Yet we heard that faint call from the edge. We seemed to remember a weightless sense of self that held no boundaries. We followed the sirens call. We ran - and found ourselves through distance.
Peace,
Eric
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