we asked to be revealed - and the
silence gathered after
asking,
is the only truth that's known
~
My self-inquiry is not so much a practice as it is a revelation of what each moment holds upon my asking - pointing to my own reference point of where I claim to be, I find my absence, a headless state that still claims a space as my existence. If I ask to be revealed it's not a face I'm shown but the objects of a room, or spacious stretch of sky that reaches further than the stars. I am proportionate to where I ask, yet never limited to set borders. I ask to be revealed, not for answers, but for the simple pleasure of the asking. Who I am is always shown.
Peace,
Eric
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