and remember too, it all belongs - a tree isn't judged for the reach of its branches, nor are birds concerned for the weight of their flight. There is only the open acceptance of air, the sky in full allowing. So we find ourselves with the same clear nature, at times clouded with concern, perhaps judgement cast towards our own battle to belong - yet we are never closed to present moment understanding. That which occurs, is allowed, simply by virtue of its appearance. Nothing is excluded, and indeed, nothing can be. It all belongs. Our practice than is a quiet yes to all that's present, even as our sky clouds with every shout of not this, not this. No branch is refused. Our nature just allows.
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Peace,
Eric
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