And it all seems so near - a vibrancy of life pressed against us in a constant giving of itself, and more an open invitation to be essential to its full expression. Only the thought that this is what we view as opposed to who we are, keeps us on the thinly veiled side of near. Our truth is that is no other side of this - a bird does not know air as separate from its own existence, it knows flight and the support of all life against its wings. We are no different. There is only this - and the flight of our own expression.
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Peace,
Eric
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