This face - seen by all the world yet not by me. From my perspective, there is a self absent to my own sight, faceless, and fully capable to expand in its capacity to hold the world. I am to large for a single identity, to expansive for one face, and must wear an entire view for my reality. My true face is sun, and moon, and stars. I wear the beauty of your expression as my own. My original face is void of distinction, spacious, and therefore each distinct feature that is viewed becomes my own. How fortunate for me, not to be stuck within a confined shell that limits my capacity to hold. Indeed, I am blessed to be faceless, headless, and so my friends - are each of you.
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Give yourself utterly... Even though the head itself
must be given, why should you weep over it?
- Kabir
Peace,
Eric
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