I am - and this a nameless presence that
allows for my becoming.
~
There is a person here, evident, and meant fully of the world. Yet too, this self is not solely of its own, only brief in its appearance, and always still it's truth is that of One. Just as we see each self according to a life but always known as pure existence - our seeing allows us as more than who we once thought we were. As existence that is appearing in a name and form, our reality is not that exclusive. We too are what is viewed, and touched, and even breathed. Nothing can be foreign to us. Our travel is one of steps becoming earth, breath drawn and released as sky, and scenery known as seer. Even this is a play of one thing given to the mystery of division. So this person, this runner, traveler, is really no more than all that is.
Knowing this - I am.
Peace,
Eric
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