Here we are - a spacious understanding embraced against a seemingly solid world. Our true encounter with ourselves is seen in this awareness. We are the capacity which serves for things to be distinct, for the experience of the senses, and the duality of a touch. The illusion of separation is simply a play of existence in a wish to know itself as other. This is everything we know but choose to not remember - until we do. Then mystery takes another turn, with a different game to play.
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Right now we run - a game of steps, breath, and distance. The illusion is that we gaining ground, or heading in a specific direction. The reality is the directionless mystery of existence. We're always right here. So it's not the we shouldn't strive, or reach for an achievement - it's that our effort should be joyful. With no place to really go, than that's the only purpose of our motion.
Peace,
Eric
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