The view is always love - unbiased in its receiving, edgeless, there is only the present moment unfolding in absence of opinion. All is welcomed. In truth, the view is our extension, or more so it's our own capacity to serve as space for the allowance of what appears in perfect order. There is no condition placed on what is and what may be - and only this is love. Even our demands, our wants, and desire of something other, fit and belong, and are loved for the message of their presence. Nothing is excluded. Our final truth is held in view, this unconditioned love returned in our direction, we are the capacity to serve our own allowance. It all appears right here - plainly in our view.
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We run, not to change the view, but to know ourselves in the guise of changing scenery.
Peace,
Eric
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