it's a creative mystery, expressed now as exactly what's present, and never to be repeated in the moment that it's found. This is only how it can be, and no blame to karma, or praise to higher fortune required. For things to be otherwise is the impossibility of a life revised, and right now we only, ever, have this present moment. Yet it's the faith of spontaneity, of new beginnings always ready to unfold, that serve our current needs. Life is always happening, never static, as even seasons vary through their days. So our trust is just now, not in any change to come, but in this instant being its own new becoming.
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Peace,
Eric
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