real beauty does not lie out there and witnessed separate from its source - it's a seamless grace spread as our own wonder, inviting us to know the truth of who we are. Beauty can't be recognized as apart from us, as a flower gives itself to air in a bloom of love, the same allowing space is our own nature calling for us to give ourselves away. As this we are seen in full beauty - not just the flower that has but a moment to be known, but the spaciousness that asks nothing but to hold the world in its becoming.
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Peace,
Eric
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