Resting here - the retuned side of our gaze, our own spaciousness in accord to a world that passes. We are changeless here, eternal, and touched upon all sides by the infinite mystery of how we came to be. Here - the mystery is the answer. Our questions provide the means to our surrender. We rest in the ineffable. Our own self discovered.
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Really look, attention returned to the source of all that spreads outward. Here, the is an aware emptiness that allows for a respite from grasping. Things emerge, pass, and fade all from here. It's a constant oasis in distance. No step takes us from here, no step delivers us, our true arrival is found right here, the source behind our gaze.
Peace,
Eric
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