At our end of the view - we find only presence, awake, aware of
itself and full of wonder.
Look.
~
It's amazing - all of distance spreads from one single point, and we are the source that holds it all within our view. If we trace this view back, looking for borders, or lines that break the world in separation - we find none, we find nothing. And yet in this void we hold as self, thought, and face of who we are - everything appears. It's just one continuation of existence. It's you. It's me. It's the world. Running is now less about a measured course and simply seen as our expansion.
Peace,
Eric
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