Here's what we see - of our own spacious awareness comes a stretch of form we know as earth and continued on to infinite possibilities of life, and sky, and distant stars. There is no break in this awareness, no line drawn from the source to what is viewed. We see one thing, varied in appearance, a mystery known only as existence. Yet what we see is believed in labels, items listed as their own accord, and objects found in separate worlds. We are split by what is seen and the beliefs that come later to the mind. This is the duality of the senses, a miracle of one thing in sight of itself, the sound of our existence now heard in endless notes, one touch able to feel its own caress. It's all so perfect in its mystery of design. To see again, to cast away beliefs of our divide, is not to lose this mystery, but too add again our innocence of what is, seeing from our original headless space, and knowing all as source.
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To see, and run, from original innocence is a simple return to the direction of our gaze and step - from where the view emerges, to the unseen impulse giving rise to motion. It's running without belief that there is a separate thing we call a runner. It's seeing - without division from the seen.
Peace,
Eric
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