We dream of attainment, distance, and always farther. Our dream is never enough. Running is the paradox of motion and the appearance of gaining new ground against the reality of stillness and the always familiar center of our being. This is the unchanging location of existence and where we witness in awareness the world that passes. We only run in the dream. Yet in this paradox is our secret to abiding joy within the illusion of motion - to simply know that we are dreaming brings us back to center and again to awareness. From here all things, the ground and sky and path itself are moving through us. We remain in stillness, rested, aware, content to know we're dreaming distance.
Peace,
Eric
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