just my own understanding - dismissed of any knowledge that does not belong to my own sense of what each moment holds. In this way, my heart speaks, a true language of intuitive communing of myself as presence. It's just a deeper way of knowing, a listening independent of given words and free from the weight of a listener.
~
knowledge is the story of
every breeze,
right now - I understand just the
wind against me.
Peace,
Eric
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