To The Space That Holds It All

As if the world points to our return - each encounter told of our connection. We wander only in thought and even these contained in our own spacious nature. And so the world enters into the immediacy of view - a reminder of here, it all begins, and here, it all belongs. We see there is no separation. All we have to do is look to where the world is pointing - here, to the space that holds it all.

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To run is to fall again and again in love with the world through means of step and breath and the brand new encounter that every moment holds.

Peace,

Eric