yet not my will, but yours be done - and in this I the absence of myself, a true surrender of illusion and control, awakening to this very moment and the reality that it holds. In this there is clear seeing, I am not an individual life steering through a chaotic world by chance and will - I am Life itself, expressed in the unique manner of thought and form, yet no more removed from the whole than a flower from earth or sun from sky.
It's all one thing.
My body is lived through by grace and presence, organic, and even my my false sense of will fits within a great belonging. My claim is a self that somehow could force a separation of the whole, demanding a recognition of its own. It's can't be done. There is no self apart from the world, no will greater than existence.
Thy will by done - is my surrender.
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Peace,
Eric
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