Distinct - and still recognized as a celebrated aspect of one existence. Life is the play of this one thing given to the duality of its expression. It's consciousness opened to itself in praise and wonder. A tree is distinct from the sky but comes alive within its air. It's all displayed within our view - a vision held in the demands of our own participation. We are distinct from tree and sky yet still the template of their allowance. Our true vision, the source from which all is seen - is the capacity for the world to be.
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Each step distinct - yet still come to find the stride.
Peace,
Eric
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