This love - as if the sky itself welcomed flight in its expansion, and every bird offered a wings caress as a thank you in return. So too do we belong. We are open as full capacity for another's presence to evolve, for the world to exist in all its wonder, for the sky to give itself for the purpose of a birds flight. Our very spaciousness is love in its allowance. We are - so that the world can be.
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We are the space that allows distance to unfold. Every run is the beginning of the world.
Peace,
Eric
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