Empty For The Sake Of Presence

It's self-inquiry - with gaze directed back to source, edgeless, and nothing found in solid connection to the world. We explore our absence. This space, found holy by virtue alone, empty for the sake of presence. All things belong here. This is who we are before thought, our reality even as emotions cast their storms, and our truth remaining as time passes. We are the bedrock of existence. Awake, aware, empty - and in this capacity we hold the world.

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And so a runner sees distance not just stretched outward from stride - but as the inner capacity for reality's unfolding. The infinite spreads in all directions. We are travelers of our own spaciousness.

Peace,

Eric