without reason other than I am - this, for me, is why I'm grateful. To exist is a mystery, unasked for, and continued without true aim or cause. Any meaning to this is derived through speculation, to say that I am anything other than just being is a stretch of my imagination. At times I find myself involved in modes of dreaming, wishful of solid things affirmed. Yet always I return to this present moment, aware of even my drift to desired worlds. It's here, now, that allows the mind to wander, it all occurs in this one, and only instant. Seeing this, knowing that things will not be other than whats found within this moment - I relax, my demands not met by either expectations or resistance, everything just allowed to be. I am grateful to and for it all, I exist, and what occurs, reminds me that I am.
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Peace,
Eric
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