No step seeks attainment - the totality of its expression is not distance gained, but its own self lost within stride, earth, and air. A largeness is found that was present from its first fall to its moment on the ground. As such - the breath is not greater than the air of its completion. No less than the infinite is drawn as life and again given to the air of its existence. No effort is needed for reception of this gift. This is the natural order of all things, the simplicity of being. It's who we are. And there's nothing we must do to attain this.
Peace,
Eric
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