simply presence - and all things held and at once let go within us. We are the backdrop, the interior silence that offers a continuous allowance. Thoughts drift through us, sounds give note in passing, and sight being no more than witness to our own expansion. We pose as distance for the illusion of compare - but in truth we are immeasurable, and everything is found at center. Simply presence - and as this we know exactly what we are.
~
Peace,
Eric
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