and really, there is no space between us not wished in invitation - once found in view there is an immediacy of belonging, one thing in recognition of itself in hidden form. And so we come to see space as our own extension offering itself for our fulfillment, objects given a moment to become, and others found as our reflection. Really, the space between is holy ground.
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We run on holy ground.
Peace,
Eric
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