We are as the flow of all things, constant, continuous in being - only briefly interpreted as thought and separation. Yet even this occurs within the field of our allowance. Where we leave off and the world begins is only in the mind. If we reach our hand in any direction we are met on all sides by the infinite hold of reality, our view is the lineless unfolding of the ultimate source. There is nowhere from which we could exist apart from it all.
~
As This - we don't leave off from distance, it's our own constant invitation of self exploration. A runner never truly reaches the end of their run, there is only a seeming pause in their expansion. Our presence always goes on.
Peace,
Eric
No comments:
Post a Comment