Sadness Found Holy

and even our sadness is found holy - a feeling so tender in its moment our world opens in the spaciousness of its embrace. Our presence denies nothing, each object, thought, feeling, is cherished in its belonging. In our sense of solidity we lose faith in our capacity to hold all things as holy. Perhaps this is why the heart breaks, returning to its true nature, holding all the world again it its embrace. 

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Our own solidity is broken through distance - we come to the allowing place of our own true nature. Each step embraced by what it seeks to explore. 

Peace,

Eric