Each step is unforgiving - and there lies the perfect understanding of the grace of our acceptance. It's all simply here, a moment, now, and then the passing. Nothing is carried but the weightless blessing of earth that lifts the heel again to sky. What could be forgiven? Even the stone, sharp and bare against the step, has its own offering. There is no forgiveness in the sense of occurrence - things happen on their own accord and our role is to know that this too serves the whole. Indeed, this too is an aspect of the whole. Nothing is apart, nothing needs to be forgiven. Only seen in the light of one existence.
Peace,
Eric
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