Unaffected - the sky itself remains the capacity for even the greatest storm to rage or the softest breeze to pass. We too are unmoved, equally spacious as the sky, and allowing to the whims of nature. That which occurs is simply life playing through our existence, we are joined in the experience - yet always our truth remains unaffected. Look to the sky and then return the gaze to point of origin, we meet our own spaciousness in continuation.
Peace,
Eric
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