Occurring - and we are somehow both form come to be within a moment and too this template of allowance making way for its occurrence. We are a garden of awareness - abiding to a seasonal mystery of all that blooms and again passes. As an occurrence in time - we have awakened to our own existence. And we now bear witness to our true continuation.
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Things occur within distance - steps, breath, and even runner. Distance abides in all their passing. Never diminished. Never emptied. The mystery is that even distance is contained within existence. Knowing who we really are - now nothing seems so far away.
Peace,
Eric
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