to be here, fully present to another - and
this alone the gift of
presence
~
and in this sense we find that our only role is one of capacity, wide open for the appearance of another, for the world and further still for the sky and every star. It all comes to rest here, in the spaciousness we have to offer. We are emptiness as a blessing, a gift to form in it's arising - and it's not an effort to give, it's our own constant presence, allowing, accepting what comes to view as our own natural wonder.
It's presence.
Peace,
Eric
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