Presence - and all else an appearance in temporary form and measure. Our care is no less for things of the world, indeed by fleeting nature we cherish that much deeper. We view the world with tender knowing.
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As we see - a view extended forward as well as in return, we find ourselves in spontaneous intimacy with what once was a passing notice. True sight is absent of lines from the beholder to what's held, we are uninterrupted in our continuation. So we find ourselves in wonder of it all, more so, we marvel at a presence that allows each thing to be a mystery of its own. We see our own truth as this allowance, knowing ourselves again as holy, complete, this presence that gives itself to hold the world. See this - and run in the beauty of who you are.
Peace,
Eric
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