Weightless - gravity to form only. We are empty to even this and all things pass through as our own projection. The body does not carry spirit. We are an extension of light, given rise to form, and touched to ground. Yet light we remain. Our weightlessness is expressed as distance - as if there were anything far from a continued reach. Every step is simply a recommitment to earth for even they taste flight in a brief catch of air. Running is our invitation to remember that gravity is the love held by earth and sky and we are the essential touch between the two. We are weighted for this moment only.
Peace,
Eric
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