We may forget - yet seeing continues. Even what appears to be lost to a moments passing is held within our endless capacity as awareness. Everything is seen as is and commentary added only later. Seeing is the art of being who we truly are, it's relaxing mind to its own function of thought, and living in the undercurrents of existence. It's knowing what's real. To this regard, we are not bound to any moment save our own timeless nature. Seeing who we are is constant, forgetting is simply an occurrence within this all pervading awareness.
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Running distance is divided within the mind to pleasant times and the ache of given effort. Yet distance itself remains the same, undivided and full of its open promise to continue. Everything is valid in the moment of experience. But our truth always stays as distance.
Peace,
Eric
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